Do you hate me?
Because I know I would
Of all the things I see
I never do I what I should
Drunk at the keys
Going absolutely crazy
Writing whatever I please
While the record plays me
Drives my inspirations
I'm sorry but I'm not
All these crazy sensations
Cause me to give everything a second thought
Double takes and instant replays
Slow motion to analyze every motion
But it only leaves me in a daze
Stuck on your love, my drug, my potion