| This troubled head of mine is swelling up again
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| my bloodshot eyes are wide open.
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| I can’t seem to shake this feeling;
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| I’m always staring at the ceiling.
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| So I’ll just take deep breaths and get some rest.
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| I need time to clear my head.
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| There’s a battle between what’s wrong and what’s right
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| and as this war wages on. |
| I will lie awake at night.
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| It’s my heart vs. my head this time.
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| This conflicted heart beating in my chest
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| is fighting with the demons in my head.
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| Sometimes I feel like I’d be better off dead.
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| So I’ll just take deep breaths and get some rest.
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| I need time to clear my head.
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| There’s a battle between what’s wrong and what’s right
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| and as this war wages on. |
| I will lie awake at night.
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| It’s my heart vs. my head this time.
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| I will draw the line
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| and I’m taking back what’s mine
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| and leave the rest behind.
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| Let it bend me 'till I’m broken.
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| I’ll self-destruct at any given moment.
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| My head against the wall
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| scream until I’m choking can’t take this at all
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| waiting for my wake up call.
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| And it’s eating me alive
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| tearing out all of my insides.
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| I want to close my eyes
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| just get some sleep tonight and get on with my life.
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| Clear out this head of mine.
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| This troubled head of mine is swelling up again,
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| my bloodshot eyes are wide open
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| and I can’t seem to shake this feeling.
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| I’m always staring at the ceiling |