| My brain is working overtime
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| I need something to ease my mind
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| And as my thoughts go manic
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| I really start to panic
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| There’s no place to hide behind
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| I freak and then hallucinate
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| I go at lights when I should wait
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| My parents think I’m lazy
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| But damn I’m going crazy
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| I can’t help my mental state
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| Pick it up y’all, pick it up
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| Ooh lala (he's trippin')
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| La dee dah (mental slippin')
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| Take these brains out of my way
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| I work into a frenzied clip
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| I bite the corners of my lip
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| I’m losin' my appetite
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| My pants don’t even fit right
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| Take away the month-old dip
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| My hair could start a bowl cut fad
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| The state of my attire is sad
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| And if I was run over
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| By a brand new Range Rover
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| Hey, I’d actually be glad
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| Pick it up y’all, pick it up
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| Ooh lala (he's trippin')
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| La dee dah (mental slippin')
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| Take these brains out of my way
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| Do you really want me down?
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| Do you really want me?
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| Do you really want me down?
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| 'Cause I’m waiting to see
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| My brain is working overtime
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| I need something to ease my mind
|
| And as my thoughts go manic
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| I really start to panic
|
| There’s no place to hide behind
|
| Pick it up y’all, pick it up
|
| Ooh lala (he's trippin')
|
| La dee dah (mental slippin')
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| Take these brains out of my way |