Off the Deep End (Eddie Biggins)

Well, I’m scraping the frost off the windshield Cursing the cold It’s April already Will this winter never end? Sometimes my brain feels like a minefield About to explode But I try to hold steady To keep from going ‘round the bend Or maybe off the deep end

My old car’s engine sounds like a tractor’s When it finally starts It lurches and rattles Fighting me at every bend It’s just one of many factors That weigh on my heart If I don’t win some battles And break this daily losing trend I might go off the deep end

Why can’t I win the lottery? After all somebody has to And if somebody has to, why not me? Why not me?

Every day it gets harder to wake up And deal with the grind But what else can I do here When on me you both depend? So when I feel I’m gonna break up Go out of my mind I’m just glad I have you here To keep me sane and be my friend Or I’d be off the deep end

Off the deep end Off the deep end

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