Lyrics: Over My Head

I can see a part of me that wants to be the quiet type
Never mind the bullocks, or the megaphone, or the blatant hype
If you think I pull it off, you should be as happy as me

'Cause everything that I've been told don't make me feel like makin' nice
Harder to get rid of; for a common cold, such a heavy price
If you think I pull it off, you should be as happy as me

All those things that I hold over my head
Just at the moment when I hang by a thread
Wishing I could be just like you instead
Wonderin' you how you do it

And so I clock in, toe the line, and wake up at the same old time
Drone the words and follow suit, another day, another crime
If I shut my mouth I find, that everyone's as happy as me

When in Rome, when in Rome, some kinda cataclysmic moan
Super sweet, but flavorless; like you never knew what you should have known
I think I can pull it off, if only, only, you had told me

All those things that I hold over my head
Just at the moment when I hang by a thread
Wishing I could be just like you instead
Wonderin' you how you do it

Words & Music written by Chance ©2010 Upside Down Left Handed Music (BMI)