Before you split house-train the body, you leave behind
There's only one voice you can count on, to keep you down
Skin the bees and stripe the ceiling, where you wake up
'Cuz all that movement under cover
Is just bad luck
I change my head so, I won't be followed
I change my head so, my friends don't call me
I change my head so, no one can fault me
I change my head so, I won't be bored
You know a certain brand of escape, that gives you hope
You're so afraid of being found out, you let it go
You never had the kind of focus, to play a part
You soar away and give up people
It's like an art
I change my head so, I won't be followed
I change my head so, my friends don't call me
I change my head so, no one can fault me
I change my head so, I won't be bored
