The Dalai Lama says I'm perfect but my daddy says I'm not
Growing up fast on American pipe dreams trips to the golden sun

Can I find a way out of my abstract mind
Jesus and the pills never coincide
Kicking me while I'm down

Wandering blind twisted and twined
Lovers they lead me astray
Hugging Pacific coastal lines to San Fransisco Bay

The voices tell me to lose myself and mama thinks it's a shame
Sitting around in my thoughts all day dreaming my life away

Can I find a way out of my abstract mind
Jesus and the pills never coincide
Kicking me while I'm down

Wandering blind twisted and twined
Lovers they lead me astray
Hugging Pacific coastal lines to San Fransisco Bay