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Ash Reed – In My Head (Official Audio)

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Ash Reed – In My Head (Official Audio)

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Ash Reed
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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. " 🖤 All MY LINKS: Ash Reed:   / ashreed_h3x   Ash Reed Music:   / ashreedmusic   TikTok:   / ashreedh3x     / ashreedmusik     / ashreedmusic1   🔴 Subscribe for more Dark Country and Gravesoul music:    / @ashreed-h3x   © 2026 Ash Reed. All rights reserved. #AshReed #InMyHead #GraveSoul