Insecure
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
Swivel off the bed
What hits the ground first, my feet or is it my head?
I won't contemplate what anybody has said
Wake up
Shaken up
Thoughts rushing again
When will these times end?
Got no shoulder to cry on
Not a dollar I can spend
MGMT
It's time to pretend
Back to the times there was waters I could tread
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
I've been stressed out
Feeling left out
When I felt these changes
Swear I knew the best style
We hardly text now
But you don't stress now
If I could see the pain I caused I'd take it back now (yeah)
If I forget the past will you remember me?
If I never told the truth, you'd set me free
Loving all this pain, it gave a new lane for me
If I gave up my past you'd be dead to me
Dead to me
Dead to me
If I could right my wrongs then I'd write them down
But I wrote this song so you can hear it out loud (woah)
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
Swivel off the bed
What hits the ground first, my feet or is it my head?
I won't contemplate what anybody has said
Wake up
Shaken up
Thoughts rushing again
When will these times end?
Got no shoulder to cry on
Not a dollar I can spend
MGMT
It's time to pretend
Back to the times there was waters I could tread
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
I've been stressed out
Feeling left out
When I felt these changes
Swear I knew the best style
We hardly text now
But you don't stress now
If I could see the pain I caused I'd take it back now (yeah)
If I forget the past will you remember me?
If I never told the truth, you'd set me free
Loving all this pain, it gave a new lane for me
If I gave up my past you'd be dead to me
Dead to me
Dead to me
If I could right my wrongs then I'd write them down
But I wrote this song so you can hear it out loud (woah)
You're insecure (oh yeah)
Tell me more (oh yeah)
Close the door (oh yeah)
Hit the floor (oh yeah)
Life's a chore (oh yeah)
Take a tour (oh yeah)
Of my life
My life
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Coyle
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