Manic Depression

Manic depression
Is touchin' my soul
I know what I want
But I just don't know
I gotta go out and get it
Feelin', sweet feelin'
Drips from my fingers
My fingers
Manic depression
Is catchin' my soul
Yeah

Woman, so hot
The sweet cause in vain
We make love, we break love
It's all the same
When it's over
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress
Caress
Manic depression
Is a frustratin' mess

Oh, oh, oh, ah

Well, I think I'll go kill myself
I'm going down
I'm going down
Down, down, down
There really ain't no use in me staying here
And hangin' around
I've got to get out
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress
And kiss
Manic depression
Is a frustratin' mess
Yeah
Frustratin' mess
A frustratin' mess (frustratin' mess)

Music, sweet music
Manic depression
Music, sweet music
A frustratin' mess
Music, sweet music
Manic depression
Music, sweet music
Manic depression
A frustratin' mess
Manic depression
Music, sweet music
Manic depression, ah