Turmoil Video (MV)

Hey
Off with your head, speaking to the dead
I'm like Lewis Carroll, medium with the pen
And you've made your bed
But, there's no rest for the wicked
Who, oooh
Don't brag, don't boast, far from calm and composed
Yeah, I let you get close, emotionally exposed
When I needed you the most, you were never down ten toes
Full of natural highs and lows, I chose to overdose on dopamine
Cutthroat, tightrope, slip and sliding
I can't cope without my necessary evil
Sub-zero below, I'd shiver in the cold of your kaleidoscope ego
Your true colo(U)rs have shown
And plucking flowers from the meadow won't atone
(No, no, no)
Oooh
Turmoil
Never have I seen so much
Oooh
Turmoil
How ya' suppose to love
When you can't trust
Oooh
To be, or not to be, is quite the question; Truly
Up in knots, stop, it's all to nought; it ain't working, churning, hurting
Don't admire shattered, cracked, broken glass, crashing fast
Yeah, I bet you're really feeling, now, feeling unattractive
Ashes to ashes and dull-magnets
It's your turn to get lost in the madness, without the magic
No more attachments; accidents happen; but, Sia said my heart is elastic
Little did I know, all that glitters isn't gold
And I can't stand the rain against my window
A house isn't a home, where the highroads erode
Overload, overflow, overgrown, over so
Plucking flowers from the meadow won't atone
(No, no, no)
Oooh
Turmoil,
Never have I seen so much
Oooh
Turmoil
How ya' suppose to love
When you can't trust
Turmoil, Turmoil
Turmoil, Turmoil
Turmoil, Turmoil
Turmoil, Turmoil