Ctrl Freak
Head first!
Feet second
Held back; but you keep steppin'
Heard 'bout your last place
And your roommates
Situations... How could we get it?
Push a daisy- With a red dot
At your TED Talk, That's a real edit
If i'm crazy, Just say that
In the bathroom- Til' we feel better!
Social creature
I'm the monster- In the bleachers
Lights are bright, We like to fight
Bruise my hands, Blood on my sneakers
Left for dead in some alcohol
Shake their heads, but- they don't believe her
Bloody hell don't sweat at all
It's all the booming through the speakers!
(KEEPS ME AWAKE!)
Issue solver
I heard you sleep with your revolver
And you answer with your problems all the time
But this Christmas in Harlem-
I know I'll be calling
You on-
Your busy line
Hey
My head aches, When I get a little too much on my plate
Got good balance from all this give and take
Feel like i'm riding on a 6-speed with no brakes
(So come get with me!)
All the big times, got a short fuse
You a hot mess, with a corkscrew
I heard you got blessed, with a big bag
Smoking Zig Zags, for your perfume
Social creature
I'm the monster- In the bleachers
Lights are bright, We like to fight
Bruise my hands, Blood on my sneakers
Left for dead in some alcohol
Shake their heads, but- they don't believe her
Bloody hell don't sweat at all
It's all the booming through the speakers!
(KEEPS ME AWAKE!)
Issue solver
I heard you sleep with your revolver
And you answer with your problems all the time
But this Christmas in Harlem-
I know I'll be calling
You on-
Your busy line
Feet second
Held back; but you keep steppin'
Heard 'bout your last place
And your roommates
Situations... How could we get it?
Push a daisy- With a red dot
At your TED Talk, That's a real edit
If i'm crazy, Just say that
In the bathroom- Til' we feel better!
Social creature
I'm the monster- In the bleachers
Lights are bright, We like to fight
Bruise my hands, Blood on my sneakers
Left for dead in some alcohol
Shake their heads, but- they don't believe her
Bloody hell don't sweat at all
It's all the booming through the speakers!
(KEEPS ME AWAKE!)
Issue solver
I heard you sleep with your revolver
And you answer with your problems all the time
But this Christmas in Harlem-
I know I'll be calling
You on-
Your busy line
Hey
My head aches, When I get a little too much on my plate
Got good balance from all this give and take
Feel like i'm riding on a 6-speed with no brakes
(So come get with me!)
All the big times, got a short fuse
You a hot mess, with a corkscrew
I heard you got blessed, with a big bag
Smoking Zig Zags, for your perfume
Social creature
I'm the monster- In the bleachers
Lights are bright, We like to fight
Bruise my hands, Blood on my sneakers
Left for dead in some alcohol
Shake their heads, but- they don't believe her
Bloody hell don't sweat at all
It's all the booming through the speakers!
(KEEPS ME AWAKE!)
Issue solver
I heard you sleep with your revolver
And you answer with your problems all the time
But this Christmas in Harlem-
I know I'll be calling
You on-
Your busy line
Credits
Writer(s): Ano Chrispin
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