[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
A certified chemist with a bachelor in beats
And break a beaker on your brain
And turn your mind to minced meats
Stethoscope is headphones to the heart of CD’s
Hundred three BPM equals ninety degrees
Celsius, adjust your ventilator to ten (Ten)
Inject the fluid flow into the hearts of men
Through IV’s, in search for a sample of hits
And make the Frankenstein of funk out of musical bits

[Chorus: Mark Wakefield]
I’m turning off my head
I’m going through these changes
I want you to be here
I’m turning off my hеad
I’m going through these changes
I want you to bе here

[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
Laboratories storage from the depths of the debt
Test the positive flatline on the opposition you slept
Crept in through the halls of my ICU
Three hundred CCs of some act right juice
Injected into the body with a thick syringe
Your whack rhyme binge will be stopped due operation (they cut me down)
Like medical meditation send your brain on vacation
Musical medication (good patient)
As you begin to lose your vision
I pick up my pencil and begin to make incisions
On your head with doughlet and plant my text
Bass lifts and snare transplants in your deftest
[Chorus: Mark Wakefield]
I’m turning off my head
I’m going through these changes
I want you to be here
I’m turning off my hеad
I’m going through these changes
I want you to bе here

[Bridge]
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
(I want you to bleed me)
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
(I want you to bleed me)
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
I don't give a fuck about who you are for a second
[Chorus: Mark Wakefield]
I’m turning off my head
I’m going through these changes
I want you to be here
I’m turning off my hеad
I’m going through these changes
I want you to bе here