Bad Moves: Outta My Head

 

"Outta My Head"

 

I've been sleeping on fault lines

Rattled up and convulsed by the paradigm

Counting the ticks of the time bomb, yes

I'm wide awake

I want to think there's a bright side

Don't want to dwell on the doomsday device in my mind

I want to trust that the sunshine will sweep the clouds away

I hear the imperative

And suffer the narrative

But I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head

I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head

 

I'm wearing out the refrain now

 Stuck in a loop, it's the same groove

I'm spinning out

 And if there's no one to blame

Then there's nothing to shout about

I measure my self control

In doses of Adderall

But I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head

I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head

I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head

I can't get the part where you fucked up outta my head