Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jack Kirbo
Songwriter:in
Ryan Robinson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jack Kirbo
Produzent:in
Junyur
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Yea
These eyes in my head done seen enough
Can I please get a cleaner look
Every spot that I'm seein', every stop that I ease up on got a whole lot of people uh
Said it's all in my head but I hear 'em talkin
Little chatter under breath, I can feel 'em callin'
Pitter patter from the left, see it's all in my head, but if I miss another step, then I'm free fallin'
Face first but first you gotta face facts
It ain't fair but life ain't 'bout a take back
Take a charge and charge 'em for a tape track
Bear arms yo army can't escape that
Rain drops of words fall on my head now
Can't rest until I'm smellin' dead sound
Something's out to kill
Should I confess that it's all so real or take pills till they all drown?
I'm goin' off for a trip, don't you come and follow
Can't you see it lately I've been speaking mono
The doors unlocked just in case I wanna see tomorrow
Tell my family I love the way they kill the sorrow
But they ain't ever gonna take away the dialogue
Soakin' in tears from the past, never dryin' off
Too many years I've been thinkin' bout a casket
'Bout to turn ears into ashes
Fuck it I'm signin' off
(yea)
Said it's all in my head, and I want it all out
Can you please get the bullet out now for a second, just so I can understand what it's like to be without
It's all in my head, so I shrug it off
See I'm alive, only cost me a couple falls
Feelin' fine, probably all the meds wearin' off
Now I don't even care at all
On the borderline of being schizo
And still the only thing they're tryna hand me is a bit of benzos
Break it off, I'm just tryna play the demo
If this a game of life, I don't win those
You can see the dark in my eyes, even through a tinted window
Parked in a limo
Feelin' like a shepard, but it's one up in a kennel
I call but I get the decline
Ain't nobody tryna talk so I'm in a disguise
Maybe now they thinkin' twice 'bout rollin' their dice
But they don't like to put their money on a hustle and grind
Maybe it's me and I'll just never decide
Somebody tell me that it's over I should end it ton-
They tell me I won't make in life
The devil's sleepin' on my shoulder 'cause he ain't in the light
...
Talk to me
Give me something good for a change
(something good)
The room still spinnin'
And you ain't gotta be so cruel these days
Can you give me a break
Cause everybody's watching
Why don't you move on
You're makin' me feel all the shit I've been dodging, and I just keep movin' through all of it
Ain't no ponderin'
Sentenced from birth to listen, now see I'm a victim of words, and I'm born to be fond of it
It's all in my head, and I want it all out
Can you please get the bullet out now for a second, just so I can understand what it's like to be without
It's all in my head, and I want it out
Can't breathe, can't sleep, goin' blind, can't see the crowd
Show of hands if you see me now
I need to know if I'm just dreamin' out loud
(I see nobody but I'm hearin' sounds)
Written by: Jack Kirbo, Ryan Robinson