Out My Head - Fox Stevenson

Been taken out

I’m falling down

We’re not around

Hey we’re out here

Tryna get it, tryna get it done

Lost faith for a minute there

I’m working hard in the hot sun

I’m tryna keep that to myself

Just tryna keep that to myself

Yeah, we’re out here

And we’re working hard

We’re bound for glory

Collecting these scars

I’m tryna keep that to myself

Man, if this desert isn’t hell

We’re all dressed up in good intention

And running fast in no direction

Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead

Been breaking bones and learning lessons

Tryna shake these burning questions

I can’t get the fuck out of my head

Yeah, we got this

We grind till dawn

Smoke bombs in the closet (Whoa)

Buried treasure on the front lawn

I’m tryna keep that to myself

Just tryna keep that to myself

Hell yeah, we got this

Good luck is a game plan

Waistline on a wish-list

Waste time in the wasteland

I’m tryna keep back from the fear

Nowadays the skies don’t seem so near

We’re all dressed up in good intention

Running fast in no direction

Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead

Been breaking bones and learning lessons

Tryna shake these burning questions

I can’t get the fuck out of my head, yeah

Oh, digging for hope in a dust bowl

Oh, I guess that we’ll know when we’re s’posed to know

Hell yeah, we got this

Good luck is a game plan

Waistline on a wish list

Waste time in the wasteland

I’m tryna keep back from the fear

Nowadays the skies don’t seem so near

We’re all dressed up in good intention

And running fast in no direction

Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead

Been breaking bones and learning lessons

Tryna shake these burning questions

I can’t get the fuck out of my head

All dressed up in good intention

And running fast in no direction

Guess we get to rest up when we’re dead

Been breaking bones and learning lessons

Tryna shake these burning questions

I can’t get the fuck out of my head

Yeah

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah