Take all that youve read and all youve heard
Said, take every little bit of info clogged up in your head
Then play sane game, ream out your crowded brain
Youll feel much better when you clear your headI know its a bitch, you gotta try
You lose control and would like to know
The reason whyI know its a bitch to clear your head
You lose control, then life is over, you are dead
Now you may ask, why, why such a blue sky
Of all the colors on a palette that you might tryYour mental landscape
Youll feel much better when you clear your head
And soon youll see a much better way to be
Youll see the person that you sought to beYou got to be, get your new clean slate
When all that shit is erased, youll feel much better
When you clear your headYour life is a dump for garbage sinner
Stacked up with the shit
Of worthless refuse from the past
Now youre backed up against the wallYour life, a crowded thought collection
So many theories
Dearly handed down to you
And you just cant condense themIts your life