[Chorus]

You took my hand and held it up

Handed me a life full of cup

I sip it always, that’s pure love

Biology or mind divine, sure enough

You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged

For locking in whatever you said, it was

All in my head, it’s all in my head, but

It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, cut

[Verse 1]

Bone carrying, throat marrying, vampire

I elevate the truth but it can’t be lifted much higher

Who controls your mind? It’s not mine, it’s the liars

Who keep telling themselves they know what’s best for you, “you’re fired”

All I need to do is obsess over the rich and famous

Millions in the audience, a few thousand on the stages

Billions not in the hall at all, working late, minimum wages

Caged inside their heads all the same, but up the latest

Sleeping at night, sometimes not sleeping at all

Terrified to wake up and turn on the light in the hall

To go and drink a glass of water cuz your throat by salt was slaughtered

Since you went and got fast food again today in light of offers

That are so satisfying, appealing, financially justifiable

Once you give a couple inches, you forfeit hundreds of miles

And before you know it, might as well maintain the modern style

Of wasting your whole life away, strolling through walls, malls, and bile

[Chorus]

You took my hand and held it up

Handed me a life full of cup

I sip it always, that’s pure love

Biology or mind divine, sure enough

You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged

For locking in whatever you said, it was

All in my head, it’s all in my head, but

It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, cut

[Verse 2]

Tone varying, stone carrying, Sisyphus

Punishment to roll rocks, but rolling rocks is what it is

When you’re scrolling through your phone, knowing well the truth is

That satisfaction from excessive social media use is just a myth

And satisfaction? Well, I’m not really sure what it is

It seems to me it’s not found in between stacks of money or stacks of lipids

But people still crave the touch of paper, the touch of kisses

Until they crave the touch of divorce papers, the touch of kids

Until they crave the touch of golf clubs, rotating with their wrists

Or respectively crave the touch of needles with which they knit

And if we’re lucky, someone will keep making someone else gifts

Before gift giving dies away like playing outside and the good tradishhhhh

Uns, we had, but now, we’ve lost em

Technah, logy, advances, awesome

But little did we know, those sons of minerals would cost us

Something deeper than money, deeper than our lives, we’ve lost it

[Chorus]

You took my hand and held it up

Handed me a life full of cup

I sip it always, that’s pure love

Biology or mind divine, sure enough

You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged

For locking in whatever you said, it was

All in my head, it’s all in my head, but

It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, WHAT?

[Verse 3]

Who’s obsessed with who? You think I’m some dependent bum

That would depend on another person even though I am a good one?

And I sun on the daily, son! My followers can’t get enough

And I sprinkle them with love like I’m the love sprinkling deity

I hear their cries and pleads, all they beg is, “keeping feeding me!”

And I do, but I’ve gotta do so discreitely

Or else I’ll get exposed as a love-starved mistreated beast

Whose only true source of love is the love that I get indirectly

When I’m hearing about how I’m full of greatness, although I am empty

Or how I have a ton of swag and stuff although it is never plenty

Or how I’m such a life-saver although I’m just constantly self-relenting

While simultaneously thinking, should I put this...out?

...Should I put this out?...Should I put this out?

Should I express myself truly although I’m full of doubt?

Is it wrong to present myself as a good person, full throttle

Even though someone might wrongly choose to make me their role model

And then what if they follow me closely and enter the misery isle

Thinking they did everything wrong, copying my mindset and style

Thinking they’re a knock-off me, wondering why they see me always smile

But now that my toxicity has morphed them, they’re now a mortified child

[Chorus]

You took my hand and held it up

Handed me a life full of cup

I sip it always, that’s pure love

Biology or mind divine, sure enough

You rock me gently and I’m ashamed, judged

For locking in whatever you said, it was

All in my head, it’s all in my head, but

It’s all in my head, we’re all just obsessed, yuh