WHY SAD

She, she, she's alright She said that her head gets mad She's outstripped by herself, yeah She said that her head feels bad The rat race leaves its scars on the inside She said that her head gets mad She's pushing it too far, yeah She said that her head feels bad No time for you at all Now, sing it She said her head gets mad (ordinary life, yeah) She said her head feels bad (jungle of refinements) She said her head gets mad (modern times are violent) Am I fucking visible? My inner me turns blue, yeah Perfectionism exchanging true joys with my to-dos So kick it She's her worst enemy, but Daydreaming fantasies got Her back, identity is what She lost while searching it, fuck She's so individual but scared of showing off Now, sing it She said her head gets mad (ordinary life, yeah) She said her head feels bad (jungle of refinements) She said her head gets mad (modern times are violent) Yeah She's tryna get on her own way She's tryna get on her own And nothing ever repays her Feels like she's losing it all She said she's sad She said she's sad She is sad She said she's sad She said she's sad She is sad (Do I look) Moving down town, now the pressure starts to seep in Moving down the streets 'cause her people got her dreaming Moving down the stairs and the fight is self-defeating Moving down the void, hears her inner mother freaking out (out) Outfight the fast life She cries for better days Set ablaze the race, it's a pleasure, babe She's been swayed by fools, she don't like The truth is they use us producing consumers Well, yeah, it's not smart, it's just dumb She do what she wants because she got True peeps on her side, it's our time Bring back the imperfect slow life Eh Bring it back