Electric Dylan from Yada Yada by Dope Dealer

Why's no one ask me how I'm feeling
Feeling evil, wretched and I feel like I was born for killing
Want to stay up for eight hours
Spend two days in my bed with nothing
Want to resurrect my soul
And bounce it around
Feel like I'm freewheeling
Feel like a free spirit
Feel like Electric Dylan

Drop dead gorgeous
On my dead drop ceiling
See the lazy stars strive for a little dollar billing
Burn out and follow in their footsteps
I could ramble on but I'd rather be a notion
Rather be at the ocean
Wanna be myself
Can't you tell when I'm joking?
God I feel like I'm choking
Feel like I'm freewheeling
Feel like a free spirit
I feel like Electric Dylan

It had to be this way, I mean it couldn't be different
Project yourself out there
Don't come back til you feel different
If I seem the same you got to know that I feel different
Everything has changed
Sometimes it seems no one'll listen
Sometimes like I'm freewheeling
Sometimes like a free spirit
Sometimes just like Electric Dylan

Why's nobody ask me how I'm feeling?
Can't you stop and smell the roses
God damn you and this life I've chosen
No rush now got no clue where I'm going
Maybe I'll see you when I've made it
I'll come back a changed man
Or I'll be back just the same
It's all just fine either way
Some flowers were made for picking
I got reasons but you won't listen
Wild guess says you won't miss me
Easy but I make it so hard
Smiling is easy
Why's it so hard

Better luck next time
Who do I think I'm kidding?
I can't see things getting better what's the point of perfect vision
There's no pint just keep on wishing
Wishing until I find a point where I don't want no return

I feel like I'm freewheeling
I feel like a free spirit
I feel like Electric Dylan

• Electronic
• Synth
• synthesizer
• Los Angeles