My brain it hurts
Feeling sick within
Too many worries
More than snow flurries
No money, no income
Stress is a symptom
I need some belief
To get some relief
My brain it hurts
Feeling sick within
Can’t take any more
I know not what’s in store
I’m slipping, I’m falling
Drowning my darling
I’m over my head
Maybe better off dead
My brain it hurts
Feeling sick within
I can’t get ahead
Each day I dread
Each night so grim
My future so dim
I can’t be like them
Or my sole I condemn.
 
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