Something In My Head
Something's gotten into me, into me
Often I play make-believe, make-believe
My pen is bleeding out, bleeding out
Give me something to cry about, cry about
I want you to know I hate your guts, hate your guts
But you know I can't get enough, get enough
Something's gotten into me, into me
And it just can't let me be, let me
(He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me, indeed)
Among these fields of flowers
I feel nothing
Something inside my head is running, running
There's something that I got to do
I think you should let me through
I can't even stop to think
Baby, I am on the brink
Something's gotten me down, me down
My bride wears a gown when I'm around, I'm around
All these thoughts start to surround, to surround
I can feel them pound, barking loud, like a hound
(He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me, indeed)
Among these fields of flowers
I feel nothing
Something inside my head is running, running
There's something that I got to do
I think you should let me through
I can't even stop to think
Baby, I am on the brink
Often I play make-believe, make-believe
My pen is bleeding out, bleeding out
Give me something to cry about, cry about
I want you to know I hate your guts, hate your guts
But you know I can't get enough, get enough
Something's gotten into me, into me
And it just can't let me be, let me
(He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me, indeed)
Among these fields of flowers
I feel nothing
Something inside my head is running, running
There's something that I got to do
I think you should let me through
I can't even stop to think
Baby, I am on the brink
Something's gotten me down, me down
My bride wears a gown when I'm around, I'm around
All these thoughts start to surround, to surround
I can feel them pound, barking loud, like a hound
(He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me
He is she, she is he
I am me, indeed)
Among these fields of flowers
I feel nothing
Something inside my head is running, running
There's something that I got to do
I think you should let me through
I can't even stop to think
Baby, I am on the brink
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Kealy
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