i m not crazy im just a man

Lesson1: I can be pretty mean at times. Being nice isn't really a chore for me. I'm kind-hearted and considerate, unless I'm on the fence about a guy. Then, I'm ice cold and distant. For example EntdeckenSie I'm Not Crazy, I'm Just Not You FV Pearman Roger English Paperback / Softback Ho in der großen Auswahl bei eBay. Kostenlose Lieferung für viele Artikel! LOL that was funny, If i were i betting man, which i am, i would say it was just a dream that happened right before i woke up or just a wierd thing that made me feel like something was there doing that, I'm serious about it happening to me because it scared the H$%# out of me, i was up for a good 2 or 3 hours after it occurred,and i am not one idk, but i guess it doesnt matter to me anymore if she decides that im not a good friend to her anymore, man i dont even care anymore about all that friendship drama, i just want to build a good life for myself" Lyricsto 'Unwell' by Matchbox 20: I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see A. EMINEM LYRICS - Crazy In Love Lyrics to "Crazy In Love" song by EMINEM: I Tell myself that I'm doing alright Nothing else to do tonight but To go Crazy, Crazy On You Cách Vay Tiền Trên Momo. Unwell All day staring at the ceilingMaking friends with shadows on my wallAll night hearing voices telling meThat I should get some sleepBecause tomorrow might be good for somethingHold onFeeling like I'm headed for a breakdownAnd I don't know whyBut I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwellI know right now you can't tellBut stay awhile and maybe then you'll seeA different side of meI'm not crazy, I'm just a little impairedI know right now you don't careBut soon enough you're gonna think of meAnd how I used to be...meI'm talking to myself in publicDodging glances on the trainAnd I know, I know they've all been talking about meI can hear them whisperAnd it makes me think there must be something wrong with meOut of all the hours thinkingSomehow I've lost my mindBut I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwellI know right now you can't tellBut stay awhile and maybe then you'll seeA different side of meI'm not crazy, I'm just a little impairedI know right now you don't careBut soon enough you're gonna think of meAnd how I used to beI've been talking in my sleepPretty soon they'll come to get meYeah, they're taking me awayBut I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwellI know right now you can't tellBut stay awhile and maybe then you'll seeA different side of meI'm not crazy, I'm just a little impairedI know right now you don't careBut soon enough you're gonna think of meAnd how I used to beYeah, how I used to beHow I used to beWell, I'm just a little unwellHow I used to beHow I used to beI'm just a little unwell Não Muito Bem Durante todo o dia olhando para o tetoFazendo amizade com as sombras na paredeDurante toda a noite ouvindo vozes me dizendoQue eu deveria dormir um poucoPois amanhã pode ser bom para alguma coisaEspere aíSinto que estou em indo em direção a um ataque nervosoE eu não sei por queMas eu não estou louco, só não estou muito bemEu sei que agora você não pode dizerMas fique por aí que talvez você vá verUm outro lado meuEu não estou louco, só um pouco enfraquecidoEu sei que agora você não se importaMas logo você vai pensar em mimE como eu costumava ser... euEu falo comigo mesmo em públicoEvitando olhares no tremE eu sei, eu sei que todos estão falando de mimEu posso ouvir os sussurrosE me faz pensar que deve ter alguma coisa errada comigoE de todas as horas que eu fiquei pensandoDe alguma forma perdi minha menteMas eu não estou louco, só não estou muito bemEu sei que agora você não pode dizerMas fique por aí que talvez você vá verUm outro lado meuEu não estou louco, só um pouco enfraquecidoEu sei que agora você não se importaMas logo você vai pensar em mimE como eu costumava serTenho falado durante meu sonoLogo, logo, eles virão me buscarYeah, eles estão me levando para longeMas eu não estou louco, só não estou muito bemEu sei que agora você não pode dizerMas fique por aí que talvez você vá verUm outro lado meuEu não estou louco, só um pouco enfraquecidoEu sei que agora você não se importaMas logo você vai pensar em mimE como eu costumava serYeah, como eu costumava serComo eu costumava serBem, só não estou muito bemComo eu costumava serComo eu costumava serSó não estou muito bem About“Unwell” is the second single from Matchbox Twenty’s third album, More Than You Think You Are. It is one of their most well-known songs and was very popular at the time of its release. Rob Thomas, the lead singer for Matchbox Twenty, states that he wrote the song as a metaphor for humanity in general, a song for people who are “messed up and feel alone like that. We all feel a little messed up sometimes… you’re not alone.”Ask us a question about this songAsk a question *What does Rob thing about the banjo on this song?It was kind of awesome, because at the time, everything was either Ludacris and Nelly or boy bands. And then we were hanging in there with a song with a banjo in the intro. That felt like a little win for us. When I wrote that song, it was a much faster song. It was Paul who was like, “It’s like that, like you’re playing it on the piano. Slow it down there.” It made all those lyrics seem a little more poignant. A lot more longing to it then it would have. I think I wanted it to sound like a Nelly inspired the lyrics?We were going into our third record. It came from the idea of still not feeling comfortable in my own skin, and the job sometimes even less so. I was always very comfortable in small groups, and I was always very comfortable on a stage. And then never comfortable in the group. You’d do things where you’re out and amongst, and I was never really comfortable. That led me to having really crazy panic attacks and having to figure out a way to get all of that under control. Once I started to get older, once I started to grow up, the fabrication that I’d made of how comfortable I was and how secure I was in myself started to go away. I was left with the reality I need to deal with how uncomfortable I am at all times, how unsure of myself I am, every word that comes out of my mouth, in every situation. “Unwell” was the beginning of that for Rob feeling uneasy about how he was portrayed in the media?We weren’t that band. We were a band that makes music for people who like the songs we make. We all have strong political opinions, but that’s not our impetus for what we do musically. We have strong opinions about everything. But we write more about the human condition. There’s never been anything with teeth on it where I felt like, “We’re going to be put through the ringer.” You could stay away from it. We got to be in that place where it could be 3 in the morning, and we could stumble out of a bar in various states of whatever, but nobody was filming it. There was no TMZ. Nobody was watching us in Kansas City rolling around on the ground and having a fight. If I was thinking about people talking about me, it was about my friends and close people around me talking about whatever I was going through. “He seems a little off.” I’ve never been tabloid fodder. Hopefully, I won’t is there banjo on this song?Who produced “Unwell” by Matchbox Twenty?When did Matchbox Twenty release “Unwell”?Who wrote “Unwell” by Matchbox Twenty?CreditsRecorded AtBearsville Studios, Bearsville, NY & The Hit Factory, New York, NYRelease DateFebruary 3, 2003Songs That Interpolate UnwellView Unwell samplesTags I'm Not Crazy "Hello Hopsin, word on the streets is that you're crazy, and I honestly believe you are."Hopsin- Listen. If I was really crazy I'd run up inside an orphanage and torment kids and beat babies faces with bags of oranges, fake my origin and tell people that I was born to sin, I go back to feelin' molested porn again. I would murder a nigga, then steal his body from whatever morgue it's in and take it back to a alley to torture it. Study all a the Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, and Chucky horror flicks. Baby is that a knife you have in your hand? Of course it is! I run around crazy like the Afghans do it, some black cap foo's wearin' a fuckin' Batman suit and scream at bitches like a fat man scream, then tell 'em to take a deep breath cause this'll be the last chance to. I hate on everyone who's sane and gifted. Claim that my brain is missin' while sniffin cocaine and then cut my dick for the Pain Olympics. If I was crazy I would go pick up the mic and use it, and tell Dwayne Carter that I really like his music. ShitBut I'm not crazy, I'm just a tad bit strange. I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain. Oh no, not my fault so don't blame me. I swear to you that I'm not feelin' crazy AH crazy AH Wisdom- If I was manic I probably woulda neglected my responsibilities and make society respect it. I'd walk around in a dress wit a can a gas and blow up a motherfucker for laughin' with half a match. Dig up all the baby cadavers and grab a basket and shoot 'em through every window of every crib that I'm passin'. I'd prolly be back a couple hours later and fuck 'em with every bottle I cut 'em within my labour. Take a breather make a haste of it and bounce, hold a house that's adjacent of it, chase everyone out and take 'em down. Tell 'em I'm the Devil and I'm claimin everybody for a battle that's crazier than my brain is. Grab a chainsaw, blow the fuckin dust back, leave it all, still ready me a new bloodbath. Run back to the psyche ward check a perimiter and get in before they knew that I I'm not crazy, I'm just a tad bit strange. I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain. Oh no, not my fault so don't blame me. I swear to you that I'm not feelin' crazy AH crazy AH Yo, I won't lie I'm not as crazy as glue, but if I was let me describe all the bullshit I would do. I'd jackoff with sandpaper while I'm watchin The View, picturin' Whoopi bald headed strokin cock with her boobs. I'd throw babies in dryers, strangle tweakers that fidget, contract HIV willfully just to purposely get it, I'd mug mothers on welfare, swim in gallons of gas, meander to the batting cage and use my dick for a bat. Shit! If I was deranged I caught me a chain, make it rain like Washington and throw a stripper some change, make her work it on the flow, pussy pop on a handstand, lick her dirty snatch and film it all on my webcam. Honestly I'd be itchin' for gun play, I cock the 45 and shoot up church on a Sunday, I'll highjack a plane while it's still on the runway, grope the stewardess and take the passenger's chump I'm not crazy, I'm just a tad bit strange. I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain. Oh no, not my fault so don't blame me. I swear to you that I'm not feelin' crazy AH crazy AH crazy. Eu não sou louco "Olá Hopsin, palavra nas ruas é que você é louco, e eu honestamente acredito que você é."Hopsin-Ouça. Se eu fosse realmente louco que eu corra para cima dentro de um orfanato e crianças tormento e rostos bebês batida com sacos de laranjas, de origem meu falso e dizer às pessoas que eu nasci para o pecado, eu volto para me sentindo molestado pornô novamente. Eu mataria um negro, em seguida, roubar o corpo de qualquer morgue é em e levá-la de volta a um beco para torturá-lo. Estude todos os filmes de terror a um Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, e Chucky. Baby é que você tem uma faca na mão? Claro que é! Eu corro por aí louco como os afegãos fazê-lo, vestindo alguma tampa preta foo 'a porra do terno Batman e gritar com cadelas como um grito homem gordo, então diga a eles para ter uma causa respiração profunda isso vai ser a última chance para. Eu odeio a todos que é sensato e talentoso. Alegação de que meu cérebro está perdendo enquanto sniffin cocaína e depois cortar meu pinto para as Olimpíadas de dor. Se eu fosse louco eu ia pegar o microfone e usá-lo, e dizer Dwayne Carter que eu realmente gosto de sua música. MerdaMas eu não sou louco, sou um pouco um pouco estranho. Eu não consigo controlar os pensamentos que sempre viajam através do meu cérebro. Ah, não, não é culpa minha por isso não me culpe. Eu juro para você que eu não sou louco feelin 'AH louco AH Cryptic eu era maníaco eu provavelmente woulda negligenciado as minhas responsabilidades e tornar a sociedade respeitá-la. Eu andaria em torno de um humor vestido uma lata de gás e explodir um filho da puta para rindo com metade uma partida. Desenterrar todos os cadáveres de bebês e pegar uma cesta e shoot 'em através de cada janela de cada berço que eu sou o passageiro ". Eu prolly estar de volta algumas horas depois e fodam-se eles com cada garrafa eu cortei-los dentro do meu trabalho. Dê uma pausa fazer uma pressa dele e saltar, segurar uma casa que é adjacente dele, perseguir todos para fora e levá-los para baixo. Diga a eles que eu sou o diabo e eu sou todos claimin para uma batalha que é mais louco do que o meu cérebro é. Pegue uma motosserra, soprar a poeira porra de volta, deixar tudo, ainda pronto me um banho de sangue novo. Corra de volta para a ala psique verificar um perímetro e entrar antes eles sabiam que eu eu não sou louco, sou um pouco um pouco estranho. Eu não consigo controlar os pensamentos que sempre viajam através do meu cérebro. Ah, não, não é culpa minha por isso não me culpe. Eu juro para você que eu não sou louco feelin 'AH louco AH eu não vou mentir Eu não sou tão louco como cola, mas se eu fosse me descrever todas as besteiras que eu faria. Eu tinha Jackoff com lixa enquanto eu estou assistindo The View, galo picturin 'Strokin Whoopi careca com os peitos dela. Eu jogaria bebês em secadores, tweakers estrangular que fidget, contraem o HIV deliberadamente apenas propositadamente para obtê-lo, eu mães caneca no bem-estar, nadar em galões de gás, passeie à gaiola de batedura e usar o meu pau por um morcego. Shit! Se eu fosse demente Eu me pegou de uma cadeia, fazer chover, como Washington e jogue uma stripper alguma mudança, fazê-la trabalhar com isso no pop buceta fluxo, em uma parada de mão, lamber os snatch sujas e filmes tudo na minha webcam. Honestamente, eu estaria coçando para jogar arma, eu pinto a 45 e atirar para cima da igreja em um domingo, eu vou sequestrar um avião enquanto ele ainda está na pista, apalpar a hospedeira e levar a mudança do passageiro eu não sou louco, sou um pouco um pouco estranho. Eu não consigo controlar os pensamentos que sempre viajam através do meu cérebro. Ah, não, não é culpa minha por isso não me culpe. Eu juro para você que eu não sou louco feelin 'AH louco AH louco.

i m not crazy im just a man