Manic depression is searching my soul
I know what I want, but I just don't know
How to, go about getting it
Feeling, sweet feeling
Drops from my Fender's fingers
Manic depression is capturing my soul
Yeah
Woman so willing, the sweet cause in vain
You make love, you break love
It's all the same
When it's, when it's over, mama
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off and go on down
All the way down
Really ain't no use in me hanging around
In your kind of scene
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, and kiss, kiss
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
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