Head کے بول

I can't sleep, overlooking everything in-front of me As if I couldn't see, that it's not safe in my head Took too much and now I'm dead, and it's not safe in my head I took too much Looking forward, but reaching back You couldn't find where my heads at Should I even talk to you? What do I have to lose? Step inside my mind You could understand the things I've yet to find But I don't have too much time Looking forward, but reaching back You couldn't find where my heads at Should I even talk to you? What do I have to lose?