Mixed Up
i am all mixed up
i do not know where to go
it’s over you,
don’t you know
things are not what i know
i see things so strange
we are staring again
nightmare blues
do little for my mind
just wears out my shoes
just walking to find something
a solution to you
i am all mixed up
i feel out of control
don’t you know
every time i see you
do i kiss you goodnight?
what do i do?
James Garratt – 1994
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Mixed Up – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)
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