Crowded Little Minds

Everything’s on my mind 

But I’m really empty 

Heaven can’t really help me 

I’m so lonely 

You know I’m trying all these ways 

But I really never end up being okay 

Yeah everything is going on

Around me there’s silence 

Yeah we try to hold on 

But the grip is getting a bit slippery 

Phase one 

My mind was my own 

Didn’t have to owe 

To the bystanders too

Phase two 

Got me running for A’s

Looking all clique 

Trying to understand these ways 

 

Phase three

Coping was okay 

Until I coped with myself

Real me is in the grave 

You can tell me what to do 

I’ll try to listen too

But no guarantee I’ll do 

Cause You wouldn’t too

Nothing on my mind

Everything on my mind