fly on the wall
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Some days a sound mind sounds like high maintenance
Not high with you, I don't need to fake it
I prayed for rain and God asked for patience
The latency, it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
My baby's kind of shy, but I think he's gonna make it
After all, with this, I still
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Some days a sound mind sounds like high maintenance
They'll fake a smile, make a fake statement
No word on God, no word on the raincheck
The latency it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
Maybe getting by was just a way to keep pacing
After all, with this, I still
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free
Oh, I bet you thought that it was dead
That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free
Oh, I bet you thought that it was dead
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
That fly on the wall (don't know what I want, just kneading)
That fly on the wall (don't know what I want)
That fly on the wall
Ooh-ooh
Some days a sound mind sounds like high maintenance
Not high with you, I don't need to fake it
I prayed for rain and God asked for patience
The latency, it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
My baby's kind of shy, but I think he's gonna make it
After all, with this, I still
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Some days a sound mind sounds like high maintenance
They'll fake a smile, make a fake statement
No word on God, no word on the raincheck
The latency it turns days to weeks
They scrub the walls and I change the sheets
Maybe getting by was just a way to keep pacing
After all, with this, I still
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free
Oh, I bet you thought that it was dead
That fly on the wall has moved into your head
It's living rent free
Oh, I bet you thought that it was dead
Don't know what I want, just kneading
Don't know what I want, just kneading
That fly on the wall (don't know what I want, just kneading)
That fly on the wall (don't know what I want)
That fly on the wall
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Writer(s): Jonathan Dimitri
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