paroles de chanson Weightless - Stacked Like Pancakes

Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless

I'm going ballistic in my head, but it's okay
'Cause nobody will listen anyway
I'd love to live a day without my brain and hit play
I'm going ballistic in my head
But nobody will listen anyway
Nobody will listen anyway, anyway

I'll sell my conscience for a quarter
'Cause I can't quite tell how much my thoughts are worth
But I promise I'll make it a good sell
I'll take it, take it to the market, trade my brain for a life
And I can finally see the light
The incandescent light bulbs are shattering on my temples
Repeat repeat repeat, I think I might be mental
Take a strain of thought and watch me disassemble
The words aren't mine, they're just on rental
I asked my favourite word if she would ever love me
But she told me she would never, and I'll tell you why in summary
A distant memory tells her everything she needs to know
I have a history with words out of her control
I thought I thought my thoughts had tried to separate my words
I think I need a supplement to silence every word I've heard
But pills can't erase thoughts and drugs make 'em shorter
I guess all I can do is sell my conscience for a quarter

Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
I am weightless

I guess I'll ask my self, "Self, why don't you get some help, Self?
Help yourself to all the wealth, and it'll all work itself out"
Self diagnosis tells me I need you to fix me
Somethings out of rhythm, come back to me
Please sign the dotted line that tells me I am fine
Please prescribe my life and let me live a lie
I'll stock the shelves with all the medicated disbelief
Doc, I'm on my knees, please give it to me so I can breathe
Side effects include, repeat repeat repeat
Now pull the trigger and rele-ea-ea-ease
Over the counter, under the table
I am stable, able-minded
Trying to find a way to rhyme with every word in time
My doctor gave to me the perfect cure to fix my head
But how come half the people who take it, take it wind up (dead)
Sad! I'm going ballistic in my head
But it's okay, today I'm living without my brain

Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
I am weightless

I am weightless
I am weightless
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless (without my mind)
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless without my mind
Hold me up with a kite
I am weightless