Ash Reed – In My Head (Official Audio)
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Ash Reed – In My Head (Official Audio)
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Ash Reed – In My Head (Official Audio)
Lyrics:
"
Welcome.
Don't mind the mess.
I've been meaning to clean this place up
for about...
thirty fucking years.
There.
Now it's just us.
Me...
and me.
---
There's a room in my head
I don't show anybody.
No windows.
One chair.
Couple memories I probably
should've thrown away already.
Got mistakes in boxes.
Names on the walls.
Conversations from ten years ago
I still somehow recall.
That's funny, isn't it?
Can't remember what I ate Tuesday,
but I remember exactly how somebody looked at me
when they made me feel worthless.
Brain's got priorities.
Apparently pain gets storage
and happiness gets deleted.
Great system.
Really appreciate it.
---
I've got arguments in here
that never actually happened.
Answers to questions
nobody's fucking asking.
Imaginary endings.
Worst-case plans.
Practicing conversations
with people who don't give a damn.
And everybody outside thinks,
"Man, he's doing good."
Yeah.
Outside?
*Absolutely.*
But you didn't come here
to see outside.
Did you?
---
So come inside.
Watch your step.
That's regret.
That's fear.
That's the shit
I haven't dealt with yet.
And that door?
Don't open
...
Too late.
---
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
Where everything I've buried
ain't fucking buried yet.
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
Where a five-minute problem
keeps me up until six.
I talk to myself.
I fight with myself.
I fucking lose to myself.
Then wake up and tell everybody else
*“I'M GOOD.”*
Yeah.
Welcome to my head.
*YOU WANNA LIVE HERE?*
I fucking don't.
---
Over here we've got insecurity.
Nice guy.
Never shuts the fuck up.
Tells me everybody's better,
everything I make sucks,
people only stay around
until somebody better comes.
Next room?
Trust issues.
Don't touch anything.
That motherfucker turns fingerprints
into evidence.
Then anxiety's upstairs
running laps again.
I told him sit down.
He said
"What if?"
Here we fucking go.
What if you fail?
What if she leaves?
What if the money disappears?
What if everybody eventually sees
you're not the man they think you are?
What if
*STOP.*
...
Sorry.
He does that.
---
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
Where everything I've buried
ain't fucking buried yet.
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
Where yesterday and tomorrow
won't let today fucking live.
I talk to myself.
I fight with myself.
Sometimes I don't even
recognize myself.
Then somebody asks
"Everything okay?"
*“YEAH.”*
...
Welcome to my head.
---
You wanna know what's fucked?
I built half these rooms myself.
Every time somebody hurt me
and I said nothing
another brick.
Every time I needed help
but thought asking made me weak
another brick.
Every time I looked in the mirror
and talked to myself
in a way I'd never fucking speak
to somebody I love
*another brick.*
Then one day I looked around like,
"Who built this prison?"
...
Motherfucker.
*You did.*
That's uncomfortable, huh?
Because blaming everybody else is easier.
And yeah
people hurt me.
People left.
People lied.
Life kicked the shit out of me
a couple times too.
But somewhere along the way
I started helping it.
Started expecting disaster
before anything happened.
Started rejecting myself
before anybody got the opportunity.
Started calling myself worthless
so nobody else could surprise me with it.
That's not protection.
*That's doing their fucking job for them.*
---
Maybe the voice in my head
isn't always telling the truth.
...
There's a thought.
---
Maybe I don't have to destroy this place.
Maybe I just need
to open a window.
Throw some shit away.
Let somebody visit sometimes.
Maybe healing isn't waking up
and suddenly loving everything about yourself.
Maybe it's catching that voice saying,
"You're worthless..."
and finally answering
*“I don't think that's true anymore.”*
---
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
Yeah, it's still fucking messy.
*WELCOME TO MY HEAD.*
I'm just learning
not to let it fucking own me.
I still talk to myself.
Still fight with myself.
But maybe I don't have to
hate myself.
And when somebody asks tomorrow,
"How you doing?"
Maybe I won't say “good.”
Maybe I'll say
*“I'm working on it.”*
---
That's enough for tonight.
Come on.
Let's get some air.
...
Leave the door open.
This time. "
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