Deep Neurotic

I love it when you get neurotic!

All the underside erotic thoughts

The nightmare spikes

But I'm grinning, it's exactly like

Mirror talking in contempt

Now I know no-one's exempt

From releasing a hidden psychosis

Splits second revelations

I feel you feel I know too much

It seems can't do anything right

I know you know I feel too much

It seems I can't do anything right

And when the other real me

And when the other real you

Get close enough to be

One out of two

We'll back off denying as we even prove it

By making excuses that far from remove it

I feel you feel I know too much

It seems can't do anything right

I know you know I feel too much

It seems I can't do anything right

Personal shame at revealing ourselves

Kills off the contact we need to survive

If we tap at the source and say 'What the hell?'

We'll know who we are and we'll feel more alive

We'll feel more alive

That's how the theories go -- I can't do...

But who's to say it's right? -- anything right

We contradict each other -- I can't do...

Then say the other's got it right -- anything right

We take it to extremes -- I can't do...

Just to conclude it feels alright -- anything right

When we stop talking to ourselves -- I can't do...

Who do we turn to to say right! -- anything right

Shut up! It's alright really!

It's alright really! Now it's alright really!

It's alright! Really!