Well, Hell
My daddy says he's 'friends with Uncle Sam'
I try to change his mind and those baby booming ways
Both my hands are full and I still forgot something
I walk fast, I talk fast, you better listen fast
Or you get left behind
My mama loves me, she squeezes me, she believes in medicine
Wants me to succeed and fix 'those things' inside my head
"Love is not loving", mama, that's what Bowie said
He's got some secrets he can't wait to tell
Cathartic, robotic, don't worry about hurting bodies
Guess you don't believe in hell?
Well, 'hell'
He comes around, he kicks her down
She still licks his shadow off the ground
Until I make a sound
"Don't be cruel to a heart that's true", like Elvis crowned
Maybe I should see my therapist
She makes me feel sane
I didn't mean to make your head spin
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
My puzzle's easy to solve
Cause I still got all my pieces, peace man
You're like a dart on the wall
A far cry from the bull's-eye
You better hold tight or you will fall
Think I'm aggressive?
I'm just obsessive
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
"The best is yet to come", like Frankie said
Maybe I should see my therapist
She makes me feel sane
I didn't mean to make your head spin
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
Thank you for listening to what we have to say
I had a lot to say
I try to change his mind and those baby booming ways
Both my hands are full and I still forgot something
I walk fast, I talk fast, you better listen fast
Or you get left behind
My mama loves me, she squeezes me, she believes in medicine
Wants me to succeed and fix 'those things' inside my head
"Love is not loving", mama, that's what Bowie said
He's got some secrets he can't wait to tell
Cathartic, robotic, don't worry about hurting bodies
Guess you don't believe in hell?
Well, 'hell'
He comes around, he kicks her down
She still licks his shadow off the ground
Until I make a sound
"Don't be cruel to a heart that's true", like Elvis crowned
Maybe I should see my therapist
She makes me feel sane
I didn't mean to make your head spin
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
My puzzle's easy to solve
Cause I still got all my pieces, peace man
You're like a dart on the wall
A far cry from the bull's-eye
You better hold tight or you will fall
Think I'm aggressive?
I'm just obsessive
Maybe I'll sleep when I'm dead
"The best is yet to come", like Frankie said
Maybe I should see my therapist
She makes me feel sane
I didn't mean to make your head spin
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
I have a lot to say
Thank you for listening to what we have to say
I had a lot to say
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Writer(s): Lauren Ruth Ward, Eduardo Josue Rivera
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