Cry In Bed - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Well there’s nothin' like gettin' a phone call

From the lady who gives you the food stamps

Sayin' that you could have just done something better

If freedom is what we make of it

Then why is there still so much shit?

You’d think people would want something better

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know what’s wrong with my head

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know where is safe to go

And worthlessness takes too much time

And energy and peace of mind

I know that I could be some place better

Just look at it for what it is

A fucked up world where it’s hard to live

I wish that I could make it better

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know what’s wrong with my head

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know where is safe to go

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know what’s wrong with my head

Sometimes, I just cry in bed

Oh, sometimes, I don’t know where is safe to go

Breathing is important, too

Oh, I wish that I could tell you

Breathing is important, too

We're not alone and we're not few