On A Plain - Little Roy

I got so high that I scratched 'til I bled

I love myself better than you

I know it’s wrong so what should I do?

The finest day that I’ve ever had

Was when I learned to cry on command

I’m on a plain

I can’t complain

My mother died every night

It’s safe to say, don’t quote me on that

The black sheep got blackmailed again

Forgot to put on the zip code

Somewhere I have heard this before

In a dream my memory has stored

As a defense I’m neutered and spayed

What the hell am I trying to say

It is now time to make it unclear

To write off lines that don’t make sense

One more special message to go

And then I’m done then I can go home