From Under Liquid Glass
Soda explodes
Everything's soaked
The camel's back is so close to broke
Held together by a thread
Nobody home
No one to phone
I'm scared to face the music alone
In my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
I was not cool
Freak of the school
I couldn't read the papers to learn
So lock me up until the day I'm dead
A toast to the girl who fucked up my heart
And tried again to fix it but instead
Just fucked my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
And I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
Everything's soaked
The camel's back is so close to broke
Held together by a thread
Nobody home
No one to phone
I'm scared to face the music alone
In my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
I was not cool
Freak of the school
I couldn't read the papers to learn
So lock me up until the day I'm dead
A toast to the girl who fucked up my heart
And tried again to fix it but instead
Just fucked my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
In my bones I know there's something real
But I can't control the way I feel
Everybody's changing and blooming and moving on
From earlier, the season
Is weakened and overrun
My soul must be feared
Lying in my empty room
On my broken bed
And I'm left alone with my big fuckin' mental head
Credits
Writer(s): Simone Felice, Harry Koisser
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