Weather To Do

They say that mental deficiency Is wind in your mind And if that's true Then I'm brewing hurricanes all of the time There are not too many places I can speak my mind There are not too many people Who would give me the time There are not too many answers I can find So I just start running And when I come into the picture There ain't nothing else you see Just fear, anger and jealousy Cause you can't be You don't wanna be me Well I'm not quite right in the head And if you fuck with me You wind up dead There is no weathervane To tell when I'm coming down