Tekst
And again
I'm travelling through the mud
In my head
Yeah, again
I'm asking myself
Who don't like me today?
Cause I'm thinking
Over and over
And over and over
Again
Mhhhh
I'm in my mind like a rover
When will I be sober of that?
And in the end
Its just me and my head
Fighting a war
Will all the suffering just end
When I'm under the floor?
Got my homies on the backseat
But no one ever asked me
How I am
Cause our life is made of plastic
We're feeling so fantastic
On our gram
I regret
I gave the demons too much space
In my head
And thats why I forget
It might be better
Not to spend the whole day in bed
Me and my head
We're fighting a war
And I'm thinking
Over and over
And over and over
And over and over
And over and over
Again
And in the end
Its just me and my head
Fighting a war
Will all the suffering just end
When I'm under the floor?
Got my homies on the backseat
But no one ever asked me
How I am
Cause our life is made of plastic
We're feeling so fantastic
On our gram
And I'm thinking
Over and over
And over and over
Again
Mhhhh
I'm thinking
Over and over
And over and over
Again
Got my homies on the backseat
But no one ever asked me
How I am
Cause our life is made of plastic
We're feeling so fantastic
On our gram