I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
All up and down a city street
While tryna put my mind at ease
Like finishing this melody
This feels like a necessity
So this could be the death of me
Or maybe just a better me
.
Now come in with the timpanis
And take a shot of Hennessy
I know I am not there mentally
But you can be a remedy
SO LET ME PLAY MY VIOLIN FOR YOU