Текст песни Max Q - Buckethead
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Sometimes you feel like hellAnd your whole world is hell as wellSometimes you feel just likeAll you can do is sleepThere`s an eyeball on your shoulderAnd Lord it`s been there such a long timeAnd you can`t escape this feelingThough there`s nothing there wrongThere`s a monitor where the mind once wasAn aircraft passes overheadResounds like rain in the bucket of my headBones just like gunsMarching off to boreSome sizeable holes in this suit of skinSometimes you feel like hellAnd your whole world is hell as wellSometimes you feel just likeAll you can do is sleepI know that sickness is hereCome on and buy your own diseaseCause we`re the product of the productCan`t turn but to rotThere`s a monitor where the mind once wasAn aircraft passes overheadResounds like raain in the bucket of my headBones just like gunsMarching off go boreSome sizeable holes in this suit of skin