I got a little crisis, I got a little limpTo put it more precisely, completely lost the flowI'm drinking like a nutter, broke down the other dayLost my inspiration, nothing more to sayI may as well go down to the corner, buy a bottle pack of fartsThat might do for now, to put me back in lineGet back into the comfort zone, for this is just a driveJust a little medication, I know I will be fineCall me, speak to me, try to get it clearSave me, heal me, I know what you can't doGot a little crisis, I need you to come aroundYou'll not hear a limitation, see this is not my dayMight be a little later, it could seem to read the wayMight be the original depression, I hope it's nothing worseBut something I can cope with, that's something that I knowWell it builds up like a symphony, like a level of shineIt always spells trouble, when I lose controlI may as well go down to the corner, where the boys are hanging outThey were so in a dream mood, to get me back on trackGet back into the comfort zone, get back into the crowdI need to breathe, just ain't so much to help me outCall meSpeak to meTry to get it clearSave me, heal me, I know what you can't doGot a little crisis, I think we've had beforeAgain I didn't call you, again it's not my dayMight be a little later, it could seem to read the wayMight be a little later, we're in the CROWNLovely little crazyLovely little lookMiss you and James. Finally where did you go?Lovely little said I doA crisis, where have you been so long?There was something missing, there was something wrongLovely little crisis, lovely little loseWhere have you been so long?Lovely little crisis, there was something missingThere was something wrongLovely little crisis, lovely little loseWrong