And again I'm travelling through the mud In my head Yeah, again I'm asking myself Who don't like me today? Cause I'm thinking Over and over And over and over Again Mhhhh I'm in my mind like a rover When will I be sober of that? And in the end Its just me and my head Fighting a war Will all the suffering just end When I'm under the floor? Got my homies on the backseat But no one ever asked me How I am Cause our life is made of plastic We're feeling so fantastic On our gram I regret I gave the demons too much space In my head And thats why I forget It might be better Not to spend the whole day in bed Me and my head We're fighting a war And I'm thinking Over and over And over and over And over and over And over and over Again And in the end Its just me and my head Fighting a war Will all the suffering just end When I'm under the floor? Got my homies on the backseat But no one ever asked me How I am Cause our life is made of plastic We're feeling so fantastic On our gram And I'm thinking Over and over And over and over Again Mhhhh I'm thinking Over and over And over and over Again Got my homies on the backseat But no one ever asked me How I am Cause our life is made of plastic We're feeling so fantastic On our gram