Symptom Of My Time

I'm just a symptom of my time,

just a victim of my mind

Turning deaf and dumb and blind

'cause I need to

I'm inescapably obsessed with the thoughts I have repressed

How I look when I'm undressed to receive you

Why do you think your love could ever change me?

Why?

you don't know anything about me baby

Should I wax or should I shave,

be a master or a slave

Would a good girl misbehave like I plan to

Do I smile or do I pout,

turn the collar in or out

It's the little things that count,

baby can't you see that I

just can't take it anymore

I need to find some

kind of light behind the door

Chorus:

And it gets me down,

yes it gets me down

Everybody's got it right but me somehow

And it gets me down,

spins my head around

Life really should be easier by

now I read another magazine,

see the star I've never been

Hope is something in between all the pages

So I buy a promise in a jar,

I try to cover up the scars

There's no shelter from the storm when it rages

I've tried so long and hard and nothing changes

God must be laughing as he turns away

*Chorus*

I just can't take it anymore

I need to find some kind of light behind the door

I'm just a symptom of my time.....