Текст песни Noise in Your Head - Bad Luck.

Noise in Your Head

You’ll figure it out
And know that you got time before you figure it out
Everything will be fine if you forget all about
The ones who don’t know why you haven’t seen them around
But you pass through their towns
I know you’re sick of them now
Cause highschool wasn’t nice to you
And when you got out
The same jackasses followed you
And kicked you around
Some of them were your bosses too
The words are
Just can’t find your way out
If I know
They’ll laugh at you
You can’t be true
It’s overwhelming, too
Point that you don’t know if
You’re still real
Or how to feel
You’re losing your appeal
What a poor performance now
Shouldn’t I know
I was the one who carried the show
But I’m pursed to tell you now
They shouldn’t care about whether it’s all in your head
And you’ll of that what you will
It’s not, my problem
It’s not your problem if you want
You call the shots
And they do not
Moving ahead
Sounds easier than it really is
Noise in your head
Is breaking up your sentences
You’ve already said
Enough to make them hate you
So now shoot from the hip
And don’t stop 'till those motherfuckers
Are filled with lead
Of course don’t take that literal
I’m not Eminem
No, I can’t go to court
And they don’t need to be dead
Instead say fuck off kindly
And get on with your shit
It’s funny how
They sit around
Their longest fingers out
Break them off
I’d rather not
I’m scared that if we touch
You’ll wind up keeping me in line
Shouldn’t I know
I was the one who carried the show
But I’m pursed to tell you now
They shouldn’t care about whether it’s all in your head
And you’ll of that what you will
It’s not, my problem
It’s not your problem if you want
So say «What's your point?»
You call the shots
And they do not