Padded Cell

Come in Mr. Samuel
How would you describe yourself?
I live my life, I live my life

I live my life, I'm a trusted man
Many people confuse me
But I'm a very good hand

I'm a real estate and you can live on me
Always there when you need me
Anybody can see

So many people like me lie sedated
I'm in a padded cell, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm in a padded cell, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I'm a million different people living inside of me oh yeah
I'm a million different people living inside of me

I live my life, in the attic room
It's one hundred and fifty, but I could hold my cool
While the people downstairs
They all depend on me
Always there when they need me
But you know it ain't easy

I must admit that I, I thought about the other way
But I live and fight another day

So many people like me lie sedated
Inside my padded cell, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm in a padded cell, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I'm a million different people living inside of me oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm a million different people living inside of me

It's like a million different people

Living inside of, living inside of
Living inside of, living inside of
Living inside of, living inside of
Living inside of, living inside of me

Don't talk to him 'cause he's psycho
Don't talk to him 'cause he's psycho
Don't talk to him 'cause he's psycho
Don't talk to him 'cause he's looking back

Don't look at her 'cause she's loco
Don't look at her 'cause she's loco
Don't look at her 'cause she's loco
Don't look at her 'cause she's looking back

There's a million different people living inside of me
Living inside of me