R.B. - In My Head A Lot Lyrics

I be in my head a lot, hyperventilating
I be in my bed a lot, barely concentrating
Pain from all the stressing
It be messing with my head so I down some pills
Yeah those pills they fucking burn, burning my stomach
I guess I cannot learn, learn how to stomach my feels
So I throw them out the window
Demon hungry for some feels
So I feed em' to the wendigo

I be downing all the pills trying to numb out all the feels
Feeling stuffy, demons ugly
All a sudden nose is bloody
Is it suppose to do that, I don't think so but I don't really give a fuck
Feel the fire in my head, maybe because I am cooking
Or demons are in my head, burning all my dreams their cooking
Telling me to kiss the chef, but I've already done that
Devil wants me for a chat
Telling me to give up
All these friends and don't know who to call
Even though I'm tall demons looking down like I'm small
Feeling like their holding me down so I cannot ball
Demons coming at me in many different forms so many I brawl

I be in my head a lot, hyperventilating
I be in my bed a lot, barely concentrating
Pain from all the stressing
It be messing with my head so I down some pills
Yeah those pills they fucking burn, burning my stomach
I guess I cannot learn, learn how to stomach my feels
So I throw them out the window
Demon hungry for some feels
So I feed em' to the wendigo

Out of control, getting critical
Evil sees me as a criminal
Probably cause I'm getting biblical
And irresistible
My pain they cannot ignore
So they pin me to the floor
And I got my mind all fucked up by a pretty little whore
Got me sad, got me miserable
See my life, it's unfixable
Drown in booze, I am sinkable
Shit is crazy, unbelievable
So unbelievable by all the pain that I receive
But I guess I'm fine cause got a couple tricks right up my sleeve
All these friends and don't know who to call
Even though I'm tall demons looking down like I'm small
Feeling like their holding me down so I cannot ball
Demons coming at me in many different forms so many I brawl

I be in my head a lot, hyperventilating
I be in my bed a lot, barely concentrating
Pain from all the stressing
It be messing with my head so I down some pills
Yeah those pills they fucking burn, burning my stomach
I guess I cannot learn, learn how to stomach my feels
So I throw them out the window
Demon hungry for some feels
So I feed em' to the wendigo