Thursday, May 7, 2015

With apologies to Robert Palmer

My lights are on, but I'm not home
My mind is not my own
My heart sweats, my body shakes
Another piece of toast is what it takes
I won't sleep, I want to eat
There's no doubt, I'm in deep
My heart is sad, I try to breathe
Another chip is what I need
Whoa, I like to think that I can say no to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say I can't get enough
I know I'm gonna have to face it, I'm addicted to food
I see the signs, but I don't heed
I'm stuffing down a different need
My spoon dips in double time
Another scoop and I'll be fine, a quiet mind?
I can't be saved
More food is all I crave
If there's some left I'll chew
I do mind if I do
Whoa, I like to think that I'm immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say I can't get enough
I know I'm gonna have to face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
My lights are on, but I'm not home
My will is not my own
My palms sweat and teeth grind
Another chip and I'll be fine
Whoa, I like to think that I'm immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say I can't get enough
I know I'm gonna have to face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to food

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