Crazy Eyes

My head don’t work right
And my body always telling me something is missing
My demons say: What’s up to me, I can’t outrun ‘em
Do everything I can to say fuck ‘em
But they know
That I’m a little crazy
I like to get a little wavy
To get away, get away from here
I bang on drums when it’s silent
Talk to myself when in private
Take all the lemons that I get and
Do what I can to survive it

Gotta shake this paranoia
I’m tired of making all these sacrifices
Why me? Why me?
I put my makeup on and act like nothing’s wrong
I took my mind away to find a way to relax‚ I’m relapsed

My head don’t work right
And my body always telling me something is missing
My demons say: What’s up to me, I can’t outrun ‘em
Do everything I can to say fuck ‘em
But they know, they know
That I’m a little crazy
I like to get a little wavy
And they will never know
I bang on drums when it’s silent
Talk to myself when in private
Take all the lemons that I get and
Do what I can to survive it

Gotta shake this paranoia‚ oh whoa
My head don’t work right, my head don’t work right
Ooh whoa oh, oh, yeah yeah yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh

My head don’t work right
And my body always telling me something is missing
And I bang on drums when it’s silent
Talk to myself when in private
Take all the lemons that I get and
I make lemonade
I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I-I
I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I make lemonade
I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I-I
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