afraid of what they think
afraid of ourselves
so we put it in a pipe
and think it might be chronic
misfortune is chronic
for everybody who wants it
better think logical
when emotions are involved
i feel like a brick
i feel like a brick
we abstain from telling
and keep this theoretical
and hide what hurts
the deeper we can
we blame it on winter
or on our dog who’s sick
but really it is love
that we need and we miss
i feel like a brick
i feel like a brick
we stay quiet in a corner
to avoid looking weak
because telling that we suffer
is being stupid and compulsive
you’re laughing when i talk
but still you’re crying alone
everybody lives in a bubble
hoping somebody will wake up
i feel like a brick
i feel like a brick