Systems, make your systems You think the world will act the same Your aversion to anything new Makes you maladapt to change And you think that you´re in control
When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all in control of it Think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all, all
Wanna stop thinking with my head Silence the yelling Can´t hear a single thing it said Doomsday prepping
I would give my brain a pixie cut If it would make the voices all shut up Trim the sides, buzz the top If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, oh-oh
Habits breaking habits The effort always ends in vain Perfection is expected The prisoner of your own brain And you think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all in control of it Think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all, all
Wanna stop thinking with my head Silence the yelling Can´t hear a single thing it said Doomsday prepping
I would give my brain a pixie cut
If it would make the voices all shut up Trim the sides, buzz the top If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh (Shut up) Oh-oh, oh-oh
And you think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all in control of it Think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all, when you´re not at Think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at all in control of it Think that you´re in control When you´re not at all, when you´re not at a-a-a-all
Wanna stop thinking with my head Silence the yelling Can´t hear a single thing it said Doomsday prepping
I would give my brain a pixie cut If it would make the voices all shut up Trim the sides, buzz the top If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah (Shut up)