Gingham Whales

I know there's something wrong with me.
I know not to believe everything I see.
I know my mind likes to run a little too free.
But could you just make the gingham whales shut up?

I'm not quite sure what to believe,
of all these things my mind can weave.
The black always beckons me to leave.
Just make the gingham whales shut up.

I never know how long I'll last.
I can feel my mind slipping fast.
Screw my future I don't know my past.
Just shut the gingham whales up!