| I’ve hit bottom rock, swear I’m telling the truth
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| But, down here I’m dark and confused
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| Although I cannot tell if I’m paranoid
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| Or it’s all in my head, it’s all in my head
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| No signal out here, my thoughts are white noise
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| What he say right now, if he had a choice
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| But I cannot tell and I’d die to know
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| What’s going on in your head, on in your head
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| I can think what I want
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| I can feel what I feel
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| Until you say it out loud
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| How will I know if it’s real?
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| And I can do what I like
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| I’ll never know what it means
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| Some validation is all that I need
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| When it hurts just to touch, but you can’t dull the pain
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| 'Cause it’s telling you things, that make you sound insane
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| Like they’re calling you up, but it’s not on the phone
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| It’s all in your head, it’s all in your head
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| The longer it takes, read too far into the signs
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| But that’s what it says, it’s just a matter of time
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| Before we’re out of this place where we’re no longer trapped
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| And it’s not in my head, it’s not my head
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| And I can think what I want
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| And I can feel what I feel
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| Until you say it out loud
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| How will I know if it’s real?
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| And I can do what I like
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| I’ll never know what it means
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| Some validation is all that I need
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| And I can think what I want
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| And I can feel what I feel
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| Until you say it out loud
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| How will I know if it’s real?
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| So say it, and play it
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| I’m praying you’ll waste my time
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| This picture, gets boring
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| I give up, oh, darling
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| And I’ve hit bottom rock, swear I’m telling the truth
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| But down here I’m dark and confused
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| Although I cannot tell if I’m paranoid
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| Or it’s all in my head, it’s all in my head
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| No signal out here, my thoughts are white noise
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| What he say right now, if he had a choice
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| Although I cannot tell and I’d die to know
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| What’s going on in your head, on in your head |