The Congo's sleeping in your head

Little baby can't stop she just can't find a reason

For all the peaces that she needs

She takes and takes 'til she's got all the pieces of me

And

I'm still falling

And I'm still falling

While your congo choir's calling

For the girl who made you weakened

And all the things that she's been feeling

And for the girl who never needed

All the bags that I've been keeping

She's always too busy believing

All the shit that she just kept in her head