J. napolitano/the heads
I’m picking my skin, I’m scratching the floor
I’m alive and it’s easy, it’s easy
I’m blacking out the windows, bolting the door
I’m alive and it’s easy, it’s easy
I’m chewing my fingers, clawing the wall
How do I feel? - strange and real
I was hanging by a hair and I didn’t fall
I’m alive and it’s easy, it’s easy
Tell me am I dead? tell me am I sick in the head?
They’ll believe anything anyone said
Tell me my ? ? ? and I’m having fun
They’ll believe anything about anyone, you tell me more
I don’t care any more
Don’t even ask, don’t even try
I see it all, but I know how to lie
I know what you’re thinking I don’t care
I’m in here, you’re out there
Better say something, what do you say?
Do it again, and kiss it away
And you’re speaking in tongues now, don’t you hear
Look at me now - do I look crazy?
Tell me am I dead? tell me am I sick in the head?
They’ll believe anything anyone said
Tell them I got in a wreck, tell them I changed my set
Jumped off the freeway and broke my neck
You tell me more, I don’t care any more
I’m picking my skin and I’m scratching the floor
I’m alive and it’s easy, it’s easy
I’m blacking out the windows, bolting the door
I’m alive and it’s easy, it’s easy
Tell me am I dead? tell tell me am I sick in the head?
They’ll believe anything anyone said
Tell them I got in a wreck, tell them I changed my set
Jumped off the freeway and broke my neck
Tell them I married a cop, tell them I said to shut up
Tell them I disappeared, tell them I just got weird
Tell them I’m deep in the night and I’m having fun
They’ll believe anything about anyone
You tell me more
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