Head Empty
I paint my nails
And I ruin them
Before I get to the other hand
I drink coffee in the afternoon
Even though it hurts my head
Another piece of clothing
Goes on the bedroom floor
And it's fine
I'm sure I don't need to know
What is under there anymore
I ruin myself
Oh no there's really no excuse
My head will explode
Before I get to the truth
I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty
Inside of my dome
I don't let go of anything
I archive every pain
I replay it all inside my head
Wish I could empty out my brain
Could I rethink what I've said
Before I have said it?
Or will I always be this way?
I ruin myself
Oh no there's really no excuse
My head will explode
Before I get to the truth
I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty
Inside of my dome
And my head is so fucking empty
Yet my mind is not at all clear
And maybe my brain is just too full to function
And maybe I'm running on fear
But I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty inside of my dome
And I've got no self control
Completely fucking empty
Inside of my dome
And I ruin them
Before I get to the other hand
I drink coffee in the afternoon
Even though it hurts my head
Another piece of clothing
Goes on the bedroom floor
And it's fine
I'm sure I don't need to know
What is under there anymore
I ruin myself
Oh no there's really no excuse
My head will explode
Before I get to the truth
I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty
Inside of my dome
I don't let go of anything
I archive every pain
I replay it all inside my head
Wish I could empty out my brain
Could I rethink what I've said
Before I have said it?
Or will I always be this way?
I ruin myself
Oh no there's really no excuse
My head will explode
Before I get to the truth
I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty
Inside of my dome
And my head is so fucking empty
Yet my mind is not at all clear
And maybe my brain is just too full to function
And maybe I'm running on fear
But I've got no self control
It echoes in my head
And rattles in my skull
I've got no self control
Absolutely empty inside of my dome
And I've got no self control
Completely fucking empty
Inside of my dome
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Writer(s): Kat Flowers
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