Texas Good Advice
Open the window I need some air So many people and there's such disorder here Familiar faces found out lies And to distract I watch the passers by I wonder what they'd recognize And what they'd recommend to fill my days Possessions start to wear me down I need some good advice some good advice to wear me crown I'm nervous can you help me Inside they harbour secret thoughts They peek through windows that have twice been locked I have to walk to wear me out I need some good advice some good advice to wear me crown I'm nervous can you help me I fold my arms and pray to leave I've got a headful of ideas inside of me My lips pressed tight so as not to drown I need some good advice some good advice to wear me crown I'm nervous can you help me Give me some good advice can never be wrong if I know it's you
