I am going to the doctor I am going through my mind I am airing every thought out in the sun to shed some light Just passed the children's toys And all this noise of nursery leads my way And from microphone and speaker cone I hear them call my name And that's when I talk until I'm blue Sweat my thoughts onto a couch Become the notes that scribbled down Page by page Until I'm filed away I went to the doctor and I soon lost track of time I know those ears are hard to come by I fed that meter one more time There are more minds to read And mouths that need a pill and paper cup And every bill awaits in piles It never cleaned It just covered up And now it mostly comes in waves But it's not real it's just my brain I know imbalance is to blame But either way I'll have to keep at bay It's true that you'll have to fine yourself So dig up unstable grounds Until you're floating It's true that you'll have to find yourself So dig up unstable grounds Until you're floating And now it mostly comes in waves But it's not real it's just my brain I know imbalance is to blame But either way I'll have to keep at bay