[Chorus]
You took my hand and held it up
Handed me a life full of cup
I sip it always, that’s pure love
Biology or mind divine, sure enough
You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged
For locking in whatever you said, it was
All in my head, it’s all in my head, but
It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, cut
[Verse 1]
Bone carrying, throat marrying, vampire
I elevate the truth but it can’t be lifted much higher
Who controls your mind? It’s not mine, it’s the liars
Who keep telling themselves they know what’s best for you, “you’re fired”
All I need to do is obsess over the rich and famous
Millions in the audience, a few thousand on the stages
Billions not in the hall at all, working late, minimum wages
Caged inside their heads all the same, but up the latest
Sleeping at night, sometimes not sleeping at all
Terrified to wake up and turn on the light in the hall
To go and drink a glass of water cuz your throat by salt was slaughtered
Since you went and got fast food again today in light of offers
That are so satisfying, appealing, financially justifiable
Once you give a couple inches, you forfeit hundreds of miles
And before you know it, might as well maintain the modern style
Of wasting your whole life away, strolling through walls, malls, and bile
[Chorus]
You took my hand and held it up
Handed me a life full of cup
I sip it always, that’s pure love
Biology or mind divine, sure enough
You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged
For locking in whatever you said, it was
All in my head, it’s all in my head, but
It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, cut
[Verse 2]
Tone varying, stone carrying, Sisyphus
Punishment to roll rocks, but rolling rocks is what it is
When you’re scrolling through your phone, knowing well the truth is
That satisfaction from excessive social media use is just a myth
And satisfaction? Well, I’m not really sure what it is
It seems to me it’s not found in between stacks of money or stacks of lipids
But people still crave the touch of paper, the touch of kisses
Until they crave the touch of divorce papers, the touch of kids
Until they crave the touch of golf clubs, rotating with their wrists
Or respectively crave the touch of needles with which they knit
And if we’re lucky, someone will keep making someone else gifts
Before gift giving dies away like playing outside and the good tradishhhhh
Uns, we had, but now, we’ve lost em
Technah, logy, advances, awesome
But little did we know, those sons of minerals would cost us
Something deeper than money, deeper than our lives, we’ve lost it
[Chorus]
You took my hand and held it up
Handed me a life full of cup
I sip it always, that’s pure love
Biology or mind divine, sure enough
You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged
For locking in whatever you said, it was
All in my head, it’s all in my head, but
It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, WHAT?
[Verse 3]
Who’s obsessed with who? You think I’m some dependent bum
That would depend on another person even though I am a good one?
And I sun on the daily, son! My followers can’t get enough
And I sprinkle them with love like I’m the love sprinkling deity
I hear their cries and pleads, all they beg is, “keeping feeding me!”
And I do, but I’ve gotta do so discreitely
Or else I’ll get exposed as a love-starved mistreated beast
Whose only true source of love is the love that I get indirectly
When I’m hearing about how I’m full of greatness, although I am empty
Or how I have a ton of swag and stuff although it is never plenty
Or how I’m such a life-saver although I’m just constantly self-relenting
While simultaneously thinking, should I put this...out?
...Should I put this out?...Should I put this out?
Should I express myself truly although I’m full of doubt?
Is it wrong to present myself as a good person, full throttle
Even though someone might wrongly choose to make me their role model
And then what if they follow me closely and enter the misery isle
Thinking they did everything wrong, copying my mindset and style
Thinking they’re a knock-off me, wondering why they see me always smile
But now that my toxicity has morphed them, they’re now a mortified child
[Chorus]
You took my hand and held it up
Handed me a life full of cup
I sip it always, that’s pure love
Biology or mind divine, sure enough
You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged
For locking in whatever you said, it was
All in my head, it’s all in my head, but
It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, yuh
