Born with a Bothered Mind (feat. Bouke Zoete)

I was born with a bothered mind

Made me tense and a little shy

Every time I'd turn around

Hesitated for a while

You might say I'm a doubtful guy

Yes, I doubt 'bout this and that and why

Well, it's truly not so bad as long as you keep the fear

From your mind

Don't trust men who say they don't

Doubt this funny life at all

They have to buy a bigger car

To prove they're so sure

The same thing that'll burn me down

Is here to keep my feet on the ground

And both of them are walkin' slowly

All the way back home

Should I cut my hair or let it grow?

Have another drink or head on home?

Should I form a band or go solo? Well, I don't know

I can't make up my mind

And after all this time I don't know

Why do I treat myself like this?

What if? What if? What if

I'd choose meat instead of fish?

Oh, come on

Go on and sing your own song

You're actin' like a moron

Just do what should be done

Should I cut my hair or let it grow?

Have another drink or head on home?

Should I form a band or go solo? Well, I don't know

I can't make up my mind

And after all this time I don't know why

I'm just a doubtful guy

I don't know why

I'm just a doubtful guy

(Should I cut my hair or let it grow?)

(Have another drink or head on home?)

I don't know why

(Should I cut my hair or let it grow?)

(Have another drink or head on home?)

I don't know why, why, why, why

A doubtful guy