airhead
I really try my best
There's only so much I can do
Don't know what mistake I'll make next
Always end up playing the fool
I apologise for my bad days
I should get my head screwed on straight
I raise my BPM just lying in my bed
I do too much sleeping in and I blow off all my friends
I say I'll see them tomorrow and do it all again
I need to break the cycle but I know it never ends
I talk a lot but there is nothing in my head
I move my lips and words come out but my mind's somewhere else
I need to see a doctor but they probably could tell
I don't need a prescription for a case of being an airhead
I like being by myself
'Cause there's no one to let down, down
Excuse me I forgot what I said
My train of thought is six feet underground
My time just can't be kept
No excuse for being late twelve times in a row
And now I overslept
Looks like I'm spending another day alone
I apologise for my bad days
I should get my head screwed on straight
I raise my BPM just lying in my bed
I do too much sleeping in and I blow off all my friends
I say I'll see them tomorrow and do it all again
I need to break the cycle but I know it never ends
I talk a lot but there is nothing in my head
I move my lips and words come out but my mind's somewhere else
I need to see a doctor but they probably could tell
I don't need a prescription for a case of being an airhead
There's only so much I can do
Don't know what mistake I'll make next
Always end up playing the fool
I apologise for my bad days
I should get my head screwed on straight
I raise my BPM just lying in my bed
I do too much sleeping in and I blow off all my friends
I say I'll see them tomorrow and do it all again
I need to break the cycle but I know it never ends
I talk a lot but there is nothing in my head
I move my lips and words come out but my mind's somewhere else
I need to see a doctor but they probably could tell
I don't need a prescription for a case of being an airhead
I like being by myself
'Cause there's no one to let down, down
Excuse me I forgot what I said
My train of thought is six feet underground
My time just can't be kept
No excuse for being late twelve times in a row
And now I overslept
Looks like I'm spending another day alone
I apologise for my bad days
I should get my head screwed on straight
I raise my BPM just lying in my bed
I do too much sleeping in and I blow off all my friends
I say I'll see them tomorrow and do it all again
I need to break the cycle but I know it never ends
I talk a lot but there is nothing in my head
I move my lips and words come out but my mind's somewhere else
I need to see a doctor but they probably could tell
I don't need a prescription for a case of being an airhead
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Writer(s): Laurence Summerfield
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