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 confused me But I'm a very good hand I'm a real estate 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 150, 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 stop at her 'cause she's psycho Don't stop at her 'cause she's psycho Don't stop at her 'cause she's psycho Don't stop at her 'cause she's looking back There's a million different people living inside of me Living inside of me.