Manic Depression (acetate) Songtext
von The Jimi Hendrix Experience

Manic depression is searching my soul
I know what I want
But I just don′t know, honey
How to go about getting it

Feeling sweet feeling
Drops from my fingers fingers
Manic depression is captured my soul


Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain
You make love
You break love
It's a all the same
When it′s over

Music sweet music
I wish I could caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Yeah!

Really ain't no use in me hanging around
Oh, I gotta see you

Music sweet music
I wish I could caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Yeah

Depress