Funkhaus
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta go to the store
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta make a lot of money
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta call my parents
I gotta make another sale
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta get a new job
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta
Oh yeah, I gotta take out the trash
I gotta go to the store
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta take a pain pill
I gotta make a lot of money
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta make another sale
I gotta get a new job
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta call my parents
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta go to the store
I gotta eat a lot better
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta stop thinking
It's fine to hide inside the mind
But hiding leaves eye blind
Every turn, unpleasant surprise
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "me" behind
Everyone will shed disguise
First complaint is in the morning
It's much too much to watch the sunrise
All perception reflecting puzzle pieces that don't fit
Can't be me must be you
Or anything else I can think
Perpetuating this nightmare
Strengthen walls that hold "me" in
No restraining in the night
Now open eyes to see the sunset
Jump back in the prison cell
Lock the door with "my" own hand
Fall asleep awake again
The vessel still appears to be the same
I will only help this one
In the way that it helps it
It's fine to hide inside the mind
But hiding leaves eye blind
Every turn, unpleasant surprise
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "mine" behind
Everyone will shed disguise
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta get a new job
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
First complaint is in the morning
It's much too much to watch the sunrise
All perception reflecting puzzle pieces that don't fit
Can't be me must be you
Or anything else I can think
Perpetuating this nightmare
Strengthen walls that hold "me" in
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "mine" behind
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta go to the store
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta make a lot of money
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta call my parents
I gotta make another sale
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta get a new job
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta
Oh yeah, I gotta take out the trash
I gotta go to the store
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta take a pain pill
I gotta make a lot of money
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta make another sale
I gotta get a new job
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta call my parents
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta go to the store
I gotta eat a lot better
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta stop thinking
It's fine to hide inside the mind
But hiding leaves eye blind
Every turn, unpleasant surprise
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "me" behind
Everyone will shed disguise
First complaint is in the morning
It's much too much to watch the sunrise
All perception reflecting puzzle pieces that don't fit
Can't be me must be you
Or anything else I can think
Perpetuating this nightmare
Strengthen walls that hold "me" in
No restraining in the night
Now open eyes to see the sunset
Jump back in the prison cell
Lock the door with "my" own hand
Fall asleep awake again
The vessel still appears to be the same
I will only help this one
In the way that it helps it
It's fine to hide inside the mind
But hiding leaves eye blind
Every turn, unpleasant surprise
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "mine" behind
Everyone will shed disguise
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta take out the trash
I gotta mow the lawn
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta quit drinking
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pay the bills
I gotta get a new job
I gotta go to the store
I gotta pick up the kids
I gotta cook dinner
I gotta wash the dog
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
I gotta stop thinking
First complaint is in the morning
It's much too much to watch the sunrise
All perception reflecting puzzle pieces that don't fit
Can't be me must be you
Or anything else I can think
Perpetuating this nightmare
Strengthen walls that hold "me" in
In time, the minds will intertwine
Leaving "mine" behind
Credits
Writer(s): Reid Murphy
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