Fancy Hagood
What the Hell Is Wrong with Me
Well, the first thing I remember is hidin' from a storm
They say I've been frightened since the day that I was born
One time they found me cryin', asked me what was wrong
I said, "I'm afraid of Heaven 'cause forever's way too long"
What the hell is wrong with me?
Guess I've always had a monster underneath my bed
Every house is haunted when the ghost is in your head
Man, I got everythin' I want and then some on the sidе
And with all this satisfaction, I am so unsatisfied
What the hell is wrong with mе?
Oh, what the hell is wrong with me?
I'm a burden, I'm a basket case (Ooh)
I'm a sermon on the need for grace (Hallelujah)
But I'm learnin' not to be my own worst enemy
What the hell is wrong with me?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Well, I can't think straight, I'm medicating on all kinds of pills
The blue one takes the edge off and the red one keeps me still
'Cause I think too much so I drink too much sometimes durin' the day
I've heard some people just wake up and feel like they're okay
What the hell is wrong with me?
Oh, what the hell is wrong with me?
I'm a burden, I'm a basket case (Ooh)
I'm a sermon on the need for grace (Hallelujah)
But I'm learnin' not to be my own worst enemy
What the hell is wrong with me?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Ah, what the hell is wrong with me?
What the hell is wrong with me?