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Head on my shoulders

I run with my head on my shoulders
and others put their eyebrows op high
as they see me fly
I make my own worries
I grow them in stories
They get stuck in my neck
And I keep looking back
While my feet they run forward
and it's oh so hard
to feel brand new
instead of feeling blue
when all the things I have to do
they upset me in advance
'cause I see them as an opportunity, a chance
to make something
A real value to bring
but I could easily..
I would probably
fail again
And I've lost my train
to get in the field
And I've lost my shield
So now I've lost my will
And I'm standing still
Please lay me down
I'm a sad clown
I'm a big joke
I need a smoke
And some time to think
to eat, to drink
to sleep, to cry
and I've got no reason why