You're stuck inside my head, making me feel dead.
it's been like this for days, the bad weather turns to haze.
You're stuck inside my head, making me feel dead.
And not in a good way, my old habits has gone away.
Jesus Christ, i'd wanna get some sleep tonight.
Jesus Christ (the good weather has turned to haze), i'd wanna get some sleep tonight.
I don't like this feel, feelings won't go away.
Pictures, everyday.
I want my brain removed.
I want to be everything i'm not.
Jesus Christ, i'd wanna get some sleep tonight.
Jesus Christ (the good weather has turned to haze), i'd wanna get some sleep tonight.