Psychological song lyrics: Running with Scissors. Rounded points, medicated doctors, terrified scared. MickTerry.com

Psychological song lyrics: Running with Scissors. Rounded points, medicated doctors, terrified scared.  MICK TERRY
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( Psychological song lyrics )
RUNNING WITH SCISSORS
Copyright 2001 - MickTerry.com

They let me use the scissors now
without the rounded points,
that actually will cut paper if you try.
They trust me to have money now.
I've got like twenty coins.
I like the nickels much more than the dimes.

They let me walk up to the gate,
but not a step beyond,
like maybe I have somewhere else to go.
They only trust me just part way,
the part that's almost gone.
The other part I'll never let them know.

    RUNNING WITH SCISSORS
    is not so bad a sport.
    It's only going to hurt you if you fall.
    RUNNING WITH SCISSORS
    is not so bad a sport.
    You may just keep on running, after all.

They've got me structured, taking naps,
so I just act real good.
They keep me medicated all the time.
Like I don't know what's in that crap
they give to me as food.
Like I don't know what thoughts are really mine.

Like dreams of playing basketball
with Michael Jordan's team.
Like running almost naked through the snow.
Like looking out the window
and knowing what I see
is only what they want to let me know.

    CHORUS

The doctors say I'm better now.
It won't take too much time
before I am all cured and I am safe.
They say that I have made them proud,
that I have done real fine.
But I don't know too much outside this place.

Like when to cross at traffic lights.
Or how much food to buy.
Or what to tip the girl who cuts my hair.
Like when to brush my teeth at night.
Or when's all right to cry.
Or how to turn my eyes so I don't stare.

    CHORUS

        Tomorrow is the day that I will go out there.
        They tell me I'll do well and have such fun.
        Inside me, there's no way:
        I'm terrified & scared.
        I've just learned how to walk,
        not learned to run.

    CHORUS

Copyright 2001  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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Mick Terry's brother was Director of Psychiatric Social Work
at a state mental hospital on the East Coast.
Mick Terry's sister has a degree in psychology.
Mick Terry's ex-wife has a master's degree in psychology.
Mick Terry's son moved to CA to study for a doctorate in psychology.
Mick Terry is just psychotic.

To other psychological song lyrics:   COUNT ON YOU
DR. PHIL HAD A BREAKDOWN
EVERYBODY SCREWS UP SOMETIME
HELP! THE PARANOIDS ARE CHASING ME
(I DON'T CARE IF YOU CALL ME) APATHETIC
To other disability song lyrics:   JUST SO FAT
THUPER THIGHS ME
ANOREXIA CAN BE FUN
GIVE THE GUY A BREAK
DRUNK IN THE SADDLE AGAIN
WHEELCHAIR IN SAN FRANCISCO
DOES THIS PREGNANCY MAKE ME LOOK FAT?
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