Feed My Head
It's all just talk, talk, talk
But no one seems to know which way to walk
I get so low, get so high, wondering why
I know that could have easily stayed
With my bloodshot eyes and my dread
In the afternoon couches and beds
But I asked life instead
To feed my head
What did I see when I looked at the skies
I don't know cause I closed my eyes
A starlit abyss distant over my head
I'd fall into if I took a step
Feed my head
I saw the writing within the fire
Like ancient scripture it read
Telling tales of fate and desire
Telling me that I had to get higher
To feed my head
There's so much that you can find, so much to leave behind
Attached to all those things that bind you, gotta free your mind
Everything is in your mind
Gotta carry on to where your mind can finally be free
Mescaline riding straight into my mind
Leaving me without reason or rhyme
Peeling of layers of skeptical disbelief
Till nothing was left but my bare naked me
Things dragged me down, so I burned them and choked them
And watched through the spiraling smoke as my mind freely soared
Try, gotta try, there's nothing but barriers to my mind
I've gotta free my mind
I have gotta fly away, gotta take to the sky today
Gotta take the sun in my hand, and then run till the end
It's all just talk, talk, talk
But no one seems to know which way to walk
I get so low, get so high, wondering why
I know that could have easily stayed
With my bloodshot eyes and my dread
In the afternoon couches and beds
But I asked life instead
To feed my head
What did I see when I looked at the skies
I don't know cause I closed my eyes
A starlit abyss distant over my head
I'd fall into if I took a step
Feed my head
I saw the writing within the fire
Like ancient scripture it read
Telling tales of fate and desire
Telling me that I had to get higher
To feed my head
There's so much that you can find, so much to leave behind
Attached to all those things that bind you, gotta free your mind
Everything is in your mind
Gotta carry on to where your mind can finally be free
Mescaline riding straight into my mind
Leaving me without reason or rhyme
Peeling of layers of skeptical disbelief
Till nothing was left but my bare naked me
Things dragged me down, so I burned them and choked them
And watched through the spiraling smoke as my mind freely soared
Try, gotta try, there's nothing but barriers to my mind
I've gotta free my mind
I have gotta fly away, gotta take to the sky today
Gotta take the sun in my hand, and then run till the end
It's all just talk, talk, talk
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Writer(s): Mathias Neyrand
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