Lyrics
I can't remember the last time
I felt normal 'bout anything
Got a lot on my mind
So just let me, just let me be
You gotta talk to me nicely
If you want things to go your way
I don't care what you have to say
If it's not good for me
Boohoo
I can't figure it out at all
I had a hard drive but it's futile
Lock up the books, let it all go
No home to me is this distant feeling, oh
Ego tall, cracked ceiling though
Nevertheless I'm not for show
'Bout time we start to play fair
'Cause I'm sick of always pulling the shortest straw
Take control back, discharge from war
You wanna guide me, ignore your lure
Never letting you dictate who I am or who I want to be
So I'll mute your tweets and drown you out for my own sanity
Boohoo
I can't figure it out at all
I had a hard drive but it's futile
Lock up the books, let it all go
No home to me is this distant feeling, oh
Ego tall, cracked ceiling though
Nevertheless I'm not for show
Boohoo
I can't figure it out at all
I had a hard drive but it's futile
Lock up the books, let it all go
Diss jokes, all my thoughts are diss jokes
Never knew what I was supposed to do, woah
(No home to me is this distant feeling, oh)
Wish I had known more
Wish I had known more
Wish I had told someone sometime
So I look back on the past
And think 'bout how it wasn't mine
It's a tough time
It's a tough time
It's a tough time to think 'bout anything else
Anything else
So I said to myself
Boohoo
I can't figure it out at all
I had a hard drive but it's futile
Lock up the books, let it all go
No home to me is this distant feeling, oh
Ego tall, cracked ceiling though
Nevertheless I'm not for show