[Verse 1]
I've been complicating, fabricating
Filling in the blanks
And making myself sick
Over things that haven't happened
(But what if it happens?)

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a gift, I must admit
I wouldn't lie, it's not a bit
I think I might need medication
Give myself a brain vacation

[Chorus]
From turning nothing into something
Into nothing again
Nothing into something
Into nothing again
Nothing into something
Into nothing again
How do I get out of my head?
Nothing into something
Into nothing again
Nothing into something
Into nothing again
Nothing into something
Into nothing again
How do I get out of my head?