I don’t like feeling like this, but I do I just don’t care if I see you
I’m in my head again, my love And I just can’t seem to get out, get out, get out, get out of my head again
My head, I get out, get out, get out again, again
There’s and don’t make sense I need to get to to my
God, for can we rules the game?
don’t feeling like this, I am You roll I stick plan
in my my can’t get out, get out of my
My I need to get out, again,
There’s just too many and don’t make I need get to listen
this world’s too much can we game?
Shall rule golf grinning pain?
Oh, change of the we move the
You’re your towels rain we grinning through
the bleach on the stain? Do hate that you
nose down in the you won’t off the
many paths they make I get to a bar, to my friends
this too can change rules of the game?
this much my innocence rules of game?