Spinning Head

Rap/ Math Rock/ Chamber Pop

Verse 1
The sun's up, face down, feels like yesterday,
Grown up, hands out pulling the new day.
Warm bath, soap, mirror's gaze.
Same eyes, same smile, same face.

A little thought grew big overnight,
Was it stupid? Don't know. It felt right.
I laughed at myself when I tried,
'Cause it's my thing to stay alive.

Everybody's got advice in their head.
Rubbing hot temples with a cold hand.
Funny how the blind always draw maps,
Then ask why everybody walks into traps.

Pre-Chorus
I'm wrong.
They're right.
They're wrong.
I'm right.

Chorus
I keep talking to your voice in my spinning head,
I keep following your choice with the upper hand.
Round and around, everything I said,
Outside, inbound and impossibly mad.

Anything you want,
I will bring it there.
Anything you break,
I'll try to repair.

Verse 2
Life keeps dealing cards with a poker face,
Ace inside my sleeve, joker in the case.
Running full speed catching up on dreams.
Everything's beautiful but nothing as it seems.

Phone is on airplane mode, messages are buffering,
Happiness is too short, longer is the suffering.
Building up my walls with the bricks I found,
Cementing the doors from the roof down to the ground.

Colourful scenes, beauty's in the eyes,
Everybody's selling love and paradise.
Sign the contract with bloody ink
Just don't wonder later if nobody believes.

Bridge
Please stand up and clap your hands,
Don't speak up until it ends.

Final Chorus
I keep talking to your voice in my spinning head,
I keep following your choice with the upper hand.
Round and around, everything I said,
Outside, inbound and impossibly mad.

Anything you want,
I will bring it there.
Anything you break,
I'll try to repair.


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