Freakin' Out

Nothing to see, nothing to hear

Nothing to be, nothing to fear

Nothing to prove, nothing to say

Nothing to lose, nothing to gain

Nothing to feel, nothing to hate

Nothing is real, it's all too late

What do you do when nothing's wrong?

Ain't got a clue, ain't got no sub

Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth

Yeah I'm mad without a doubt

'Cause I'm really freaking out

And I'm going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

And I'm really freaking out

Hey man, you think you got it made

Provin' you stink on your Fender bass

Got on your aviator shades

Yeah man you're looking really ace

So what the hell you doing here?

Filling the space between my ears

Why don't you all just disappear?

The price of your friends is way too dear

Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth

Yeah I'm mad without a doubt

'Cause I'm really freaking out

And I'm going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

'Cause I'm really freaking out

Nothing to see, nothing to hear

Nothing to be, nothing to fear

Nothing to prove, nothing to say

Lala lala lala la lay

Yeah I'm foaming at the mouth

Yeah I'm mad without a doubt

'Cause I'm really freaking out

And I'm going out of my mind

TV got me going blind

And I'm really freaking out