Tekster: Therapy. Shameless. Gimme Back My Brain.

Yeah
I want to destroy everything I know, I want to start again from scratch
I've done so many things that I regret but I don't feel guilty and I won't look back

I'm sick and tired of going nowhere
Yeah
I need a new source of raw power
My feet are my limousine and they take me through the shakes down on Pessimism Street

peace creep
I don't need you to keep me up all night (it's out of my head, yeah)
I want to wake up with my head on tight
Sometimes I feel so dirty and cheap but I'm scared of giving up and being a psychedelic


So (gimme gimme gimme) back my brain
(Gimme gimme gimme) back my brain
(Gimme gimme gimme) back my brain
(Gimme gimme gimme) back my brain

Don't want to die so close to home
I've been this way for far too long
No
Gimme gimme gimme back my brain