Texty

I'm looking for an antibiotic for compulsive behaviour I've reached a boiling point I call my CVS neighbourhood store and told them "My temperature is 98 degrees" I put my head inside my freezer just to get some relief But I guess it didn't have an everlasting effect 'Cause the moment that I pulled it out, I started to sweat Now I wish they had an antidote for cognitive stress Maybe I'll move to Alaska, build an igloo and rest Inside my head, it's 98 degrees Oh my God, what you want from me? I tried my best to get some relief Just a little break to put my mind at ease It's 98 degrees My fever isn't chronic, it's just diabolic in nature I guess the devil did me a favour 'Cause it makes me stronger every day when I get out of bed and find a way to make friends with my darkness As I'm sitting on this park bench It's 98 degrees outside, I'm feeling nauseous But I do know one thing though Feelings, they come, they go Saturday all the way through Sunday Sunday to Monday, oh! Inside my head, it's 98 degrees Oh my God, what you want from me? I tried my best to get some relief Just a little break to put my mind at ease So I hold my head up high And hope for peace of mind Try to stay six feet away 'Cause right now, I don't feel like me I wish I had a PhD to understand psychology But I don't, I must roam through my own complications If they built Rome in a day This is not complicated Inside my head, it's 98 degrees Oh my God, what you want from me? I tried my best to get some relief Just a little break to put my mind at ease So I hold my head up high And hope for peace of mind It's 98 degrees It's 98 degrees (It's 98 degrees, 98 degrees, 98 degrees) It's 98 degrees
Writer(s): John Feldmann, Ian Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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