Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out My Head, artist - Fox Stevenson. Album song Killjoy, in the genre Драм-н-бэйсDate of issue: 17.10.2019
Record label: Antifragile
Song language: English
Out My Head |
| Been taken out |
| I’m falling down |
| We’re not around |
| Hey we’re out here |
| Tryna get it, tryna get it done |
| Lost faith for a minute there |
| I’m working hard in the hot sun |
| I’m tryna keep that to myself |
| Just tryna keep that to myself |
| Yeah, we’re out here |
| And we’re working hard |
| We’re bound for glory |
| Collecting these scars |
| I’m tryna keep that to myself |
| Man, if this desert isn’t hell |
| We’re all dressed up in good intention |
| And running fast in no direction |
| Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead |
| Been breaking bones and learning lessons |
| Tryna shake these burning questions |
| I can’t get the fuck out of my head |
| Yeah, we got this |
| We grind till dawn |
| Smoke bombs in the closet (Whoa) |
| Buried treasure on the front lawn |
| I’m tryna keep that to myself |
| Just tryna keep that to myself |
| Hell yeah, we got this |
| Good luck is a game plan |
| Waistline on a wish-list |
| Waste time in the wasteland |
| I’m tryna keep back from the fear |
| Nowadays the skies don’t seem so near |
| We’re all dressed up in good intention |
| Running fast in no direction |
| Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead |
| Been breaking bones and learning lessons |
| Tryna shake these burning questions |
| I can’t get the fuck out of my head, yeah |
| Oh, digging for hope in a dust bowl |
| Oh, I guess that we’ll know when we’re s’posed to know |
| Hell yeah, we got this |
| Good luck is a game plan |
| Waistline on a wish list |
| Waste time in the wasteland |
| I’m tryna keep back from the fear |
| Nowadays the skies don’t seem so near |
| We’re all dressed up in good intention |
| And running fast in no direction |
| Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead |
| Been breaking bones and learning lessons |
| Tryna shake these burning questions |
| I can’t get the fuck out of my head |
| All dressed up in good intention |
| And running fast in no direction |
| Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead |
| Been breaking bones and learning lessons |
| Tryna shake these burning questions |
| I can’t get the fuck out of my head |
| Yeah |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah |