TOO MUCH 4 MY HEAD

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Kamiyada+ - Rap

TOO MUCH 4 MY HEAD

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[Intro] Ты меня слышишь? Алё? Алё? Я сказал deathtrap. Слушай внимательно The Midnight Society [Chorus] Lot of things he didn't like about himself (Self, yuh) He had changed him (Uh), rearranged him (Okay) But society didn't like him they wanted to (Uh) Yeah degrade him (Yeah, yeah), yeah erase him (Yeah, okay) Therapy ain't work so they said let's medicate him [?] the bottom of his brain, so the state, vegetating Oh that boy depressed, all these kids say the same shit These therapists don't help (Yeah), do these pills till it make sense (Yeah, yeah) Don't know what the problem is, don't know who the problem is Am I what the problem is, am I who the problem is? Looking in the mirror and my reflection don't tell me shit Tell me that you love me like a million times It still don't help me bitch [Verse] I don't wanna hurt you, the god honest truth But the fact of the matter is I can't love you unless I'm booted When you're gone I feel alone, when you're here I feel intruded But this soda is my worst enemy, this shit make me too moody [Refrain] This popularity contest A material object It's too much for my head (Yeah) Some days I feel like I'm up next Then I feel like I was left Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah) This popularity contest A material object It's too much for my head (Yeah, yeah) Some days I feel like I'm up next (Ay) Then I feel like I was left (Ay) Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh) This popularity contest A material object It's too much for my head (Yeah) Some days I feel like I'm up next (Ay) Then I feel like I was left (Yuh) Guess they wanted me dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh) [Chorus] Lot of things he didn't like about himself (What?) He had changed him (Yeah, yeah, yeah), rearranged him, okay But society didn't like him they wanted to (Uh) Yeah, degrade him (Yuh-yuh), yeah erase him (Yuh) Therapy ain't work so they said let's medicate him The bottom of his brain, so the state, vegetating Oh that boy depressed, all these kids say the same shit These therapists don't help, do these pills till it make sense Don't know what the problem is, don't know who the problem is Am I what the problem is, am I who the problem is? Looking in the mirror and my reflection don't tell me shit Tell me that you love me like a million times It still don't help me bitch

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  • Goodbyechase
  • Kamiyada+