Joe Satriani

My heart is pounding, my stomachs inside out
Im feeling kinda shaky, my mind is full of doubt.
All I ever think about is fearing fear itself,
Wish I could unscrew my head and put it on the shelf.
Chorus:
you know Im feeling kinda... strange.
you know Im feeling kinda... strange.
Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight.
Dont know what Im looking at, the lights are all too bright.
My brains about to crumble, spill out on the floor.