[Verse]
I'm living out of spite
I'm talking out of spite
And despite the fact I wanna move on
It's kinda hard to do when you're shackled by drums
In your head you know it's true
All the people doing better than you
I'm constantly confided in those who deny me
My simple right of doing what I want to do

[Chorus]
I'm getting in your head
I'm stealing your thunder
Oh, what wondrous things we can do when we sit down, play chess
I'm starting to ponder
What your head would look like on my wall
Would the blood just drip, drip, drip, drip, fall?
I'm getting in your head
I'm ten moves ahead
You can't kill me
I'm already dead

[Outro]
Meant to be like this? (Getting in your head)
Was it meant to be like this? (I'm ten moves ahead)
How am I meant to like this?
Is it meant to be like this? (I'm getting in your head)
Was it meant to be like this? (I'm ten moves ahead)
How am I meant to like—?
Is it meant to be like this? (I'm getting in your head)
Was it meant to be like this? (I'm ten moves ahead)
Am I meant to like this?