My Mind Is an Attic
My mind is an attic (I go)
Pull down the ladder and climb back to who I used to be
Thoughts that sit there so static (ahh)
Boxed them up but I still visit them occasionally
I've got grudges I dig through (they've been)
Collecting dust, but still the kid in me can't let them go
Wanna frame what I've been through (ahh)
The colors fade but I remember what I used to know
Nostalgic dissociation
Should give it up for donation, but
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue
Make the past so romantic
It's just something to do
Did I love it or hate it
Is my memory true
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue, blue
I'm a stranger in my home (and it's)
Filled to the ceiling with these feelings I don't need anymore
I wanna take all your baggage, leave it out on the road
Your ghost keeps sending me back over to that pull down door
It's like, I don't know if you would recognize me
If you hear my thoughts, you know
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue
Make the past so romantic
It's just something to do
Did I love it or hate it
Is my memory true
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue, blue
Death of an ego letting me go
Won't define myself
With haunted stories, all my worries
Stealing my mental wealth
I've always been who I am at the time
But now I'm metamorphosizing into the light
I'm metamorphosizing into the light
I'm metamorphosizing into the light
Pull down the ladder and climb back to who I used to be
Thoughts that sit there so static (ahh)
Boxed them up but I still visit them occasionally
I've got grudges I dig through (they've been)
Collecting dust, but still the kid in me can't let them go
Wanna frame what I've been through (ahh)
The colors fade but I remember what I used to know
Nostalgic dissociation
Should give it up for donation, but
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue
Make the past so romantic
It's just something to do
Did I love it or hate it
Is my memory true
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue, blue
I'm a stranger in my home (and it's)
Filled to the ceiling with these feelings I don't need anymore
I wanna take all your baggage, leave it out on the road
Your ghost keeps sending me back over to that pull down door
It's like, I don't know if you would recognize me
If you hear my thoughts, you know
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue
Make the past so romantic
It's just something to do
Did I love it or hate it
Is my memory true
My mind is an attic
I go there when I'm blue, blue
Death of an ego letting me go
Won't define myself
With haunted stories, all my worries
Stealing my mental wealth
I've always been who I am at the time
But now I'm metamorphosizing into the light
I'm metamorphosizing into the light
I'm metamorphosizing into the light
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Writer(s): Andrew Petroff, Natalie Madigan
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