Major Accident- Crazy
If I stay here with you I’ll end up crazy,
Nothing ever happens all the time,
I want to be Todd Sloane go away leave me alone,
Before I waken up and lose my mind.
We’re all going crazy,
We’re all going wild,
We’re all going crazy,
We don’t run, there’s nowhere left to hide
Just sit around seeing television,
Sitting in a death trap there’s no time,
I tell you what to do, but I haven’t got a clue.
Close your eyes search your mind and you’ll be fine.
Living out your life with indecision, Someone will survive
But it’s not you.
You just want to stay
I’ll make a run
I’ll break away
From living a dream that isn’t true.
The Fine Arts Building, with its reclining figures and Romanesque arches, at 811 West 7th Street in downtown Los Angeles, 1928.
