Suicidal Tendencies Trip At The Brain
I gotta gotta take a trip, gotta take a trip out of this place
I gotta gotta get away, get away from the human race
I don't know what I'll see, don't even know what I'll find
I don't know what to pack, never been to a trip at the mind
CHORUS
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain-
Do you know what I'm saying
Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain. Trip at the brain-
Well I'm going insane
I took a wrong turn and ended up at my heart
I t could barely even pump no blood it was so thrashed and torn apart
Thank it for working overtime in pain and misery
Then I set back on the trail, headed for my destiny
CHORUS
Fly with me
Flying free
Tripping
You must be tripping
Trip, trip, tripping
Ya ya ya ya you're tripping
I cannot stop this trip, I forgot to pack the brakes
Crashed straight into a concrete wall of my mistakes
Ended up in a cemetary of a thousand wasted days
But that's alright with me, cause that's where most of my memories lay
