Who lives in me
Why my heart's been
Skipping beats
Why I'm almost
Out of breath
What is this sickness
That lives in health?
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
It ain't no fever
No heart attack
No kind of allergy
No broken back
When all is good and
Nothing's well
You get a fever
That lives in health
It's getting moldy
Inside this shell
I'm getting better now
But will I ever get well?
I asked the enemy
Who lives within
When war is ended
Can someone win?
It doesn't matter
How much you know when
Paranoia cuts you open
Cuts you, cuts you, cuts you
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
I asked the doctor Who lives in me Why my heart's been Skipping beats Why I'm almost Out of breath What is this sickness That lives in health? Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I don't know how But if you've got it in you Give me some peace of mind Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I'd trade it all For the horn of the rhino And the wings of the dove It ain't no fever No heart attack No kind of allergy No broken back When all is good and Nothing's well You get a fever That lives in health It's getting moldy Inside this shell I'm getting better now But will I ever get well? I asked the enemy Who lives within When war is ended Can someone win? It doesn't matter How much you know when Paranoia cuts you open Cuts you, cuts you, cuts you Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I don't know how But if you've got it in you Give me some peace of mind Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I'd trade it all For the horn of the rhino And the wings of the dove Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I'd trade it all For the horn of the rhino And the wings of the dove Oh, my head You're gonna go places You're gonna win prizes I'd trade it all For the horn of the rhino And the wings of the dove Explain Request ×
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