Echo

(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)

Give me all your pills, I don't feel too well (echo, echo)
'Cause this shit's too bad for my mental health (echo)
And my mind just feels like a prison cell (echo, echo)
While she is livin', I'm stuck in hell (echo, echo)

I'm followed by your echo
I'm followed by your echo
So get out (get out)
Get out (get out)
Get the hell out of my head
I'm followed by your echo (echo, echo)

(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)

I spent endless nights in a thousand bars
But I found no cure for my broken heart (eh, oh-eh, oh-eh)
While she moved on, I'm still lookin' back
It took a second to leave but a lifetime to forget

I'm followed by your echo
I'm followed by your echo
So get out (get out)
Get out (get out)
Get the hell out of my head
I'm followed by your echo

(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)
(Echo, echo)

This shit's too bad for my mental health (eh, oh-eh, oh-eh)
This shit's too bad for my mental health (eh, oh-eh, oh-eh)
This shit's too bad for my mental health (eh, oh-eh, oh-eh)
So get the hell out of my
Get the hell out of my
Get the hell out of my head
(I'm followed by your, followed by your, followed by your)

I'm followed by your (echo, echo, oh-eh, oh-eh, echo, echo, oh-eh)
I'm followed by your (echo, echo, oh-eh, oh-eh, echo, echo)
I'm followed by your (echo)
(Echo)
I'm followed by your (echo)

(Echo, echo)



Credits
Writer(s): Michelle Leonard, Nils Brunkhorst, Phil Sunday
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