Nothing to see, nothing to hear Nothing to be, nothing to fear Nothing to prove, nothing to say Nothing to lose, nothing to gain Nothing to feel, nothing to hate Nothing is real, its all too late What do you do when nothings wrong Aint got a clue, aint got no song You are foaming at the mouth, you are mad without a doubt Cause Im really freaking out And Im going out of my mind, TV got me going blind And Im really freaking out Hey man, you think you got it made Grooving and you stink on your fender bass Got on your aviators shades Yeah man, youre looking really ace So what the hell youre doing here Filling the space between my ears Why dont you all just disappear With all your friends just way too dear You are foaming at the mouth, you are mad without a doubt Cause Im really freaking out And Im going out of my mind, TV got me going blind And Im really freaking out Nothing to see, nothing to hear Nothing to be, nothing to fear Nothing to prove, nothing to say Lala la la lala la lay You are foaming at the mouth, you are mad without a doubt Cause Im really freaking out And Im going out of my mind, TV got me going blind And Im really freaking out
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