Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye.) , by - Will Wood. Release date: 09.07.2020
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye.) , by - Will Wood. 2econd 2ight 2eer (that was fun, goodbye.) |
| My grip on my secrets slipping while I’m speaking in tongues |
| Screaming at the top of my lungs in the confession booth |
| Take it with a pillar of salt, H.A.L.T., it’s not my fault |
| The devil made me do it, but I also kinda wanted to |
| I’m cut from a different kind of meat, more than you can chew, hard to swallow |
| me |
| Forget bored stiff, I got rigor mortis, call it morbid curiosity how I cannot |
| commit to reality, when my third eye’s open and I like what I see |
| Baby, I may be crazy but I didn’t lose it, no I set it free |
| I can’t ignore what’s under dance floorboards, the rhythm of my heart a |
| dead-as-disco beat |
| But I still move my feet to slip out of this groove, I’m free |
| Now to row, row, row my boat over the falls, and maybe wake up from but a dream |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| I didn’t lose it babe |
| There wasn’t much to find |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| I’m only passing through |
| If you knew what I knew, if you saw what I see, you’d look through illusions, |
| hallucinations, and lucid dream |
| And I know that meaning can be such a pretty thing to keep, but I got facts and |
| I’m not afraid to use ‘em, take the good with the bad, take off the back you |
| make a new front |
| Some days I’m glad that I am a madman and I’d rather be that than an amicable |
| animal, mild-mannered cannibal |
| But I’m more level-headed and clever than ever and I’m getting better one |
| forever at a time, and if sick is defined by what’s different, well then pull |
| the plug out and let me die |
| Vice-versa, vice versus virtue, well who I am I choose through all the things I |
| do |
| And if it rhymes, it’s true |
| But I hate poetry |
| Now with my moral compass pointing south, going down |
| With nononononononono no respect for reality |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| I didn’t lose it babe |
| There wasn’t much to find |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| I’m only passing through |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| I didn’t lose it babe |
| There wasn’t much to find |
| I’m just a psycho, babe |
| Come and go out my mind |
| A tourist passing through |
| Well that was fun, goodbye |