| I can talk too much
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| But don’t say enough
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| Every single opportunity that comes
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| I just pass it up
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| Think I’ve lost the touch
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| Yeah, guess I get too shy
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| Close the curtains and blinds
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| You don’t wanna see this messy mind
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| It’s a heavy life, this internal fight
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| Sometimes I do shit and I don’t know why
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| Gets in the way and it wastes all my time
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| Refuse to consume all the drugs they prescribe
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| I’ve been taught all my lessons from my own mistakes
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| Next time it comes round won’t do it again
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| Don’t taint me for my ways
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Wishing that I did things different
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Thinking 'bout the things I didn’t know
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| Oh, shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda
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| Ooh, said to myself
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| This ain’t good for my mntal health
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| And it’s ringing alarm bells
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| Don’t need no one lse
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| To get what’s in my head out
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| I need to get away
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| Or find a beautiful escape
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| Where there’s nothing no one says
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| No distractions in my way
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| Oh, it feels when I’m at home
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| I’m over thinking in my zone
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| I don’t wanna live on this frequency
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| Trapped and can’t move on and I
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| I’ve been taught all my lessons from my own mistakes
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| Next time it comes round won’t do it again
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| I blame it on my way
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Wishing that I did things different
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| I don’t wanna, lose my mind
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| Thinking 'bout the things I didn’t know
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| Oh, shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda
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| Shoulda, woulda, coulda
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| Shoulda, woulda
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| Oh yeah, my mind, lose my mind
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| And then I’m like, «Why did I say that?», «Why do I do these things!» |