Unsound - Bettie Serveert

Took a tylenol and an hours' drive

And somehow found a reason why i’m still alive

Well, i’m brought up that way

I never fall too far

I mean, it doesn’t change the way you think you are

Now, let me fall asleep

Don’t wake me up until next week

Until i finally get my feet back on the ground

It’s good to be unsound

Moving back and forth, or don’t move at all

Try to cut me down to size, i’ll still be small

And wrap me up in words

Until the words no longer hurt

And i’ll be listening to syllables and vowels

It’s good to be unsound

I’d like to disappear and leave without a trace

I wouldn’t have to feat the things i need to face

If i could be myself, if i could just let go

I wouldn’t have to worry if i lose control

Acid flashing neonlights

The traffic in the streets at night

I’m nervously aware that you’re in town

It’s good to be unsound

Oh, please don’t cover yourself again

Beaming down from a satellite

Are words and stuff, cut down to you needs

You’ve come a long way-ahead, on your knees

You’ve got the right to be wrong

You’ve got the right to be strong

You’ve got every right to be just like you want