Philosopher Ask a lot of QUESTION? Lyrics

Where'd your head go?

We'll I don't understand the question

I been perfect on my own

Without the need or the obsession

Can you let go?

And I can't let go of the grip

Without my hands behind my head

And the severance of but my wrists

Are you happy?

Well, I don't wanna bring it down

Time been moving kinda slow

But I've been working on myself

Were you ever?

I don't really know the answer

I been trying to talk god

And Give her flowers and romance her, I

I Ask a lot of questions

I get answers by myself

Trapped away into a mirrored room

Im asking me for help

So I'm putting on my mask again

To try and hide the laughs again

The lips are always doorways to the nastiest

They say that I'm attractive when

I hide my real self and I'm struggling

We keep that locked away into the cold until it's shivering

Like let me in

But who you is?

I don't know, hiding questions in

Plain sight, a Birds Eye, can see the bigger picturing

Can't you let me go?

When You don't even know yourself

I think I'd rather feel the cold

Because it's been so long in hell

I'd ask you

Where'd your head go?

We'll I don't understand the question

I been perfect on my own

Without the need or the obsession

Can you let go?

And I can't let go of the grip

Without my hands behind my head

And the severance of but my wrists

Are you happy?

Well, I don't wanna bring it down

Time been moving kinda slow

But I've been working on myself

Were you ever?

I don't really know the answer

I been trying to talk god

And Give her flowers and romance her, I