Fred Marcoty : “Bully in the Brain”


Sometimes I just cannot speak The idea of thinking seems too hard to me And this drum beating in my head is banging loud instead That’s not my fault I got a bully in the brain So I’m blind I live in mystery Strange kinds of feelings then start hitting me And those whistles in my head loudly blow instead That’s not my fault I got a bully in the brain And when I see it, it’s too late And when I see it, it’s too late I’m not listening to the pain anymore I just deal with it and handle more and more These old weak light in my head are now shining bright instead I grab my guts and I kill the bully in my brain