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Rearranged

(Howard Aronson)

This lyric is about the dysfunction, and disorganization of my life. Even though I'm OCD, I have a really hard time focusing because of my ADHD. To someone standing outside of me, it looks like I have a very organized life. But that's so far from the truth. Most of the time there are so many thoughts in my head, I'm so jumbled, and I don't know what to do first, and end up doing things twice at times. I need to rearrange my life that it becomes organized. Some people say you should learn to meditate, but that's just not me. I try medications, and they only work for so long or only do so much. I try AA meetings, I tried talking to my sponsor, I go hiking, and any of this rearrangement of my thoughts I'm trying to get them organized is very temporary. It's a real frustrating way to live a life. I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

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I couldn't sleep at all last nig ht
I had a headache like I've never felt
My brain is in such a fog
I'm feeling so overwhelmed

Is there something I can do
So I won't feel this way
Cuz I'm not sure I can take this
For another fucking day

Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Rearranged
Rearranged

I've tried therapy
And lots of meds
And now all I do
Is spend my days in bed

I'm in a constant state of reorganization
Maybe it would help if I learned to do some meditation
My head's too jumbled for that
I'm not meant to sit with my hands in my lap

Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Rearranged
Rearranged

Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Something needs to change
My life needs to be rearranged
Rearranged
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Rearranged
Rearranged
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