Вершы: Buck-O-Nine. Alot In My Head.

Got a problem with confrontation
There's too much on my mind
I feel my shoulders getting seriously heavy
And now my patience has died

I got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
I'm wondering will it ever end?

Well, I can taste the tension getting inside me
Felt it now for a week
All the travelling's got me tired and angsty
Got to get me some sleep

Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
I got a lot on my head
I'm wondering will it ever end?

Started drinkin' 'bout a quarter to three
I thought it would help with stress
I started thinking about the problems that be
And now my head is a mess

Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
I'm wondering will it ever end?

Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my head
I'm wondering will it ever end?

Gotta lot in my, I gotta lot in my
Gotta lot in my, I gotta lot in my
Gotta lot in my, I gotta lot in my
I got a lot on my head, yeah