Systems, make your systems

You think the world will act the same

Your aversion to anything new

Makes you maladapt to change

And you think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all in control of it

Think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all, all

Wanna stop thinking with my head

Silence the yelling

Can't hear a single thing it said

Doomsday prepping

I would give my brain a pixie cut

If it would make the voices all shut up

Trim the sides, buzz the top

If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Habits breaking habits

The effort always ends in vain

Perfection is expected

The prisoner of your own brain

And you think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all in control of it

Think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all, all

Wanna stop thinking with my head

Silence the yelling

Can't hear a single thing it said

Doomsday prepping

I would give my brain a pixie cut

If it would make the voices all shut up

Trim the sides, buzz the top

If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh

And you think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all in control of it

Think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all, when you're not at

Think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at all in control of it

Think that you're in control

When you're not at all, when you're not at a-a-a-all

Wanna stop thinking with my head

Silence the yelling

Can't hear a single thing it said

Doomsday prepping

I would give my brain a pixie cut

If it would make the voices all shut up

Trim the sides, buzz the top

If it would get the monologue to stop, yeah

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh