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letra de inside my head - etta bond

[produced by balistiq]

[verse 1]
i know people read my tweets and think that i’ve gone crazy
but so do i, i’ve lost my mind
so good at helping others, i should help myself sometimes
don’t like to be a burden on anybody else
went to the doctors, said he couldn’t help
made me tick a couple boxes about how i felt
answered some awkward questions he asked
left out the drugs, dabbled in my past
said “when’s the last time you laughed, or went through a day without grieving?”
tried not to crumble, stared at the ceiling
who’s this weak b-tch consumed by feelings?
i used to be flying, but now i’m here kneeling

[hook]
you’re an impostor, i don’t know your name
feel completely different, but, looking just the same
who’s that b-tch in the mirror?
getting thinner by the day
two days later, swear i’ve put back on the weight
i go up and down
a bit like throwing rocks at the ground
i go up and down
put in the toast, take out the bread (what?)
i think there’s something wrong inside my head

[verse 2]
oh my god, let’s all go f-cking crazy
get things started, knock back drinks and act r-t-rded
hit some parties
maybe i’ll convince myself i’m not mardy
went for a sh-t, all you got was a fart
told a couple jokes but n0body laughed
future’s bright, past is dark
when you’re close to the end, where the f-ck do you start?
friends went missing
all these actors show up when they think you’ve got a pot to p-ss in
making all these tunes but n0body’s listening
(so whats coming next?)
i don’t know what songs i wanna make
i don’t know what path i wanna take
everybody’s trying to point out real to the fake
i take their advice, so what, now you’re my mate?
great! we’re best friends!
i’ll never be sad again
f-ck my stage name, call me hen
keeping it real in a world pretend where girls talk less than the men
(oi bruv did you hear?)
they’ll disappear, and i’ll still be here, even more alone than before
guess there’s more sp-ce for me when i walk through the door
head held high and my feet on the floor

[hook]

- etta bond

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