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Rare Americans - Voices In My Head Lyrics



Rare Americans - Voices In My Head Lyrics
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Killing in the name on maximum
Three best pals, dad's Maxima
We are not doing whatcha tell me
Brother, brother, can you smell me?

Birthday money from grandma, a couple hundred bucks
We're spending it all on not giving a f*ck
4 five-gallon jerry cans of gasoline
Living a rage against machine mean dream

Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got
Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Killing in the name on maximum
Three best pals, dad's Maxima
We are not doing whatcha tell me
Brother, brother, can you smell me?

A sell out, a coward, and a phony
Is he who turns his back on his homie
And we ain't gonna get no trophy
A giant failure of the circle A

Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got
Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Live
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Killing in the name on maximum
Three best pals, dad's Maxima
We are not doing whatcha tell me
Brother, brother, can you smell me?

Birthday money from grandma, a couple hundred bucks
We're spending it all on not giving a f*ck
4 five-gallon jerry cans of gasoline
Living a rage against machine mean dream

Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got
Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Killing in the name on maximum
Three best pals, dad's Maxima
We are not doing whatcha tell me
Brother, brother, can you smell me?

A sell out, a coward, and a phony
Is he who turns his back on his homie
And we ain't gonna get no trophy
A giant failure of the circle A

Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got
Voices in my head
In my head, in my head, I got

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I feel like I just can't commit
Is there a way out? A way out of this?
Man, I got my whole f*ckin' life to live

Live
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Writer: Duran Ritz, James Priestner, Jan Cajka, Jared Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Tim Randolph
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Rare Americans
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Duran Ritz, James Priestner, Jan Cajka, Jared Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Tim Randolph
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