All In My Head - Whethan, grandson, Saint Punk

Have, have you ever thought

That you don’t know it all?

Feeling better off dead, aw shit

I wish you woulda called

'Cause I found out these voices

Are all in my, all in my head

All in my

All in my

(Jump)

I’m stuck with these voices

They’re all in my head

All in my

All in my

(Jump)

All in my

I’m stuck with these voices

They’re all in my head

Somebody call the doctor

I think I’m seeing double

On my shoulder is a monster

Think that I’m in trouble

Nobody got medicine

No one got a cure

So I’ll keep on the running

Till I know I fall, aw shit

I take a drag

I wish that I could stop

Keep banging all my friends

'Cause I can’t get out of bed

My demons shut it down

And they opened up shop

Now I’m stuck with these voices

They’re all in my, all in my head

All in my

All in my

(Jump)

All in my

I’m stuck with these voices

They’re all in my head

All in my

All in my

(Jump)

All in my

I’m stuck with these voices

They’re all in my head

(Yo)

There ain’t no arrival, no destination

Nothing’s gonna free me from my imagination

There ain’t no finish line, no door to open

That’s gonna berate from my sense of broken, aw shit

Have, have you ever thought

That you don’t know it all?

Feeling better off dead, aw shit

I wish you woulda called

'Cause I found out these voices

Are all in my, all in my head