I know I was mental,,but not anymore



You see I did and said some stupid things
Back when I was a kid, especially when
My friends treated me like an adult
And I threw it back in their faces
I didn't want to have these thoughts, ya know
It was my previous life trauma
Of me being kidnapped and killed
Back in 1960, and I never respected
My friends back then, you see they
Tried to get me away from the gutter
But I seemed to want to stay there
I wanted to kidnap myself and drag people
Down with me, and believe me I am fucken suffering
For what I said, I didn't want to say all that
I had this worry that I will find Steven Bradley's next life
And he was going to punnish me real bad
Like get me to take drugs, or god knows what else
I told my friend who tried to help me
That me and him should be kidnapped together
And since then, he started saying, no your not
A family person, neh, don't muck with him
Like you used to muck with him because
He needs to realise what he did to me
I tried to help him, I didn't want to drag myself down
With him, and kids, if he acts differently from the rest
Of the crowd, stop him and say, you aren't like us
Then I get the voice that rings in my head
Saying, no, I am not a cool kid, in fact I am a yeah mate yeah kid
I am trying to get on with my life
Without the frustration of looking after friends who want to drag me down
Anyway,,I am trying to get on with my life
Without any frustration either, I want to exercise
As well as be fit, and try to forget about all the crap that I said
And wash it right out of my cotton picking thoughts
But I still hear this friends voice saying, that I am not a kid
But what he means is, he only believes that men drink beer like a bogan
And I want to put my past behind me and move on too
And believing men just drink beer, doesn't do that for me
I just want to keep my mind fit
And not stress about anything that might have made people feel awful in my past