My Head

Keep my hair up, so it doesn't start to frizzle
A little make up, god I hope it doesn't drizzle

Uppers and downers just to keep me in the middle
Feel like a dummy who don't understand the riddle

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head

Another pill, another potion to deliver
Another charger, when my phone it starts to quiver

Pictures of people in extraordinary places
Exquisite smiles on our sedentary faces

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head

Where is my loyal congregation and my chorus?
Where is the temple with my name staked on it?
Where is the ark of the covenant?
Where is my Jericho and all my demolition?
Where is the promise, yeah, you know I want fruition?
Where is my clear cut skin?
Where is my big big win?

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Pull me out of my bed
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Get me out of my head



Credits
Writer(s): Rye Thomas
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