[Verse 1] Woke up, argued with my phone again Told it, "Bro, you really think you know me?" Every thought a thousand tabs open Every fear got a VIP seat, front row, see Laugh track in my chest when I panic Heart doing parkour, brain doing traffic Therapist ask, "How you feel?" I shrug "Like a clown with a doctorate in acting" Scroll my scars like a playlist Rewind hurt till it sounds like a hit Every bad day on the greatest hits Every good one I forget real quick [Chorus] So I laugh at the algorithm in my head (ha) It keep feeding me the worst of me instead Life’s too short to let this loop run long So I clown on my chaos till it feels like a song Yeah, I laugh at the algorithm in my mind (in my mind) Turn my anxious little glitches into lines If I gotta go through hell to heal this hurt I’m moonwalking through the trauma in a loud-ass shirt (hey!) [Verse 2] Mama said, "Baby, you dramatic" I said, "Nah, I'm just deeply problematic" Overthink every handshake, replays in 4K Wonder if the waiter low-key hate me for my entrée Talk to myself like an enemy Turn my history into a penalty But I’ve been learning how to sit with me Offer that same mess a little empathy Trauma got me walking like I’m late to class Carrying books that ain’t even mine from the past So I drop ‘em, trip, fall, then I burst out laughing Like, "Of course it’s me, the king of overreacting" (woo) [Chorus] So I laugh at the algorithm in my head (ha) It keep feeding me the worst of me instead Life’s too short to let this loop run long So I clown on my chaos till it feels like a song Yeah, I laugh at the algorithm in my mind (in my mind) Turn my anxious little glitches into lines If I gotta go through hell to heal this hurt I’m moonwalking through the trauma in a loud-ass shirt [Bridge] I been screaming in a pillow Now I’m singing to the ceiling Turn the panic into pillows Every breakdown into healing If my shadow wanna box We gon’ dance in the dark Two left feet on the pain Still I’m landing on heart, like [Chorus] I laugh at the algorithm in my head (ha) It keep feeding me the worst of me instead Life’s too short to let this loop run long So I clown on my chaos till it feels like a song Yeah, I laugh at the algorithm in my mind Turn my turbulent little storm into a rhyme If I gotta go through hell to heal this hurt I’m sigginsteppin’ through the fire in a loud-ass shirt (sigginsteppin’) Moonwalking through the trauma in a loud-ass shirt (yeah)
