Climbin' the Walls - Wrathchild America

I know, you know

Something’s gotta break

If this shit don’t come to a halt

There’s not much more I can take

Wheels are spinning, lawyers are grinning

To see what I’m gonna do

Minds arranging, I’m tired of changin'

Something’s gotta pull me through

Club owners say, «Didn't make your pay

I think we must got took»

Don’t fuck with me, I’m glad to see

You’re smarter than you look

No vacancy, no vacancy, everywhere I stop

When you see me doing, 83 in a 55

I might kill a cop

'Cause I’m

Climbin' the walls standin' on the edge

Climbin' the walls insanity’s the ledge

Climbin' the walls till I can’t catch my breath

Climbin' the walls I’m gettin' closer to death

I ain’t got no money and that ain’t funny

Check is in the mail

Agents are barkin', the fire ain’t sparkin'

And I’m livin' in a private hell

People say you gotta pay

To play in a winners game

Well I am me, a lunatics friend

And nothing else stays the same

'Cause I’m

Climbin' the walls standin' on the edge

Climbin' the walls insanity’s the ledge

Climbin' the walls till I can’t catch my breath

Climbin' the walls I’m gettin' closer to death