Mind Is A Prison. Lyrics

(Sounds good, turn me up)

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

Some tears left my eye socket

Based on feelings that I tried to pocket

Rolling up the green get high like a rocket

Now I'm the booth and I'm tryna profit

I'm feeling edgy too I need some doc martens

Hemp rillo number two I'm feeling smart next gen

I'm tryna fall back on the weed let it out

I'm tryna fall back on the weed let it out

I'm tryna fall back on the weed let it out

I'm tryna fall back on the weed let it out

Blowing at the moon in my backyardigan

(Backyardigans)

Keep up with my feelings I'm an artist

Keep up with my feelings I'm an artist

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

I'm tryna run from all my problems

Don't wanna solve them I don't want them

If Hell goes in loops, then I'm stuck in one

I don't know what to do, I've been tryna run

I got Insecurities, don't want you know I got them

Wake every god damn day I'm tryna drop them

Facing all my fears to make an album

Bummy, running in place but I'm a dry bum

Running short of hitting record I'm a shy gun

Try to see the inside of my brain you gon be numb

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison

My Mind is a prison