Stoned

Stoned
Sitting in my bedroom baby
You know I'm spinning
Haven't got much headroom
But I'm only living
When I'm like this
I can only just say
Why did you get me into this shit
Help me get out of it now
I don't know why you were allowed
You've got me...stoned
Sitting in my bedroom spinning
Stoned yeah
You've got me stoned
Sitting in my bedroom spinning
Stoned yeah

When is this feeling going to wear away,
I know the Devil's looking up at me,
I hope this feeling's not gonna stay, never,
You've got me stoned,
Sitting in my bedroom spinning,
Stoned, yeah,
You've got me stoned,
Sitting in my bedroom spinning,
Stoned, yeah,
You've got me stoned,
Sitting in my bedroom spinning,
Stoned, yeah,
You've got me stoned,
Sitting in my bedroom spinning,
Stoned, yeah,
You've got me stoned,
Ohh whoa yeah yeah.

En la intimidad de su habitación, el narrador se encuentra sumido en un torbellino de sensaciones, consciente de su propia limitación mental pero aún así experimentando la vivacidad de estar vivo...