How I Got My Shrunken Head

[Verse 1]
My thought process is constant rat race
A battle of emotions between numb and a bad place
I don’t think I’ll ever learn
No, I’ll probably never learn

[Verse 2]
The novel worth of text you wrote to try and explain
Was full of bad excuses mostly written in vain
It’s not something I think I’ve earned
And that’s probably none of your concern now

[Chorus]
It’s not your fault
I’m a wreck, a mess, I’m broken
I tend to give my all to end up confused and hoping for a change
For a change, for a change

[Outro]
And I don’t think that I’ll ever learn
No I’ll probably never learn