Anna Narick — In My Head ryrics
Under the weight of your wings
You are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if trury you are
Nearry as beautifur as I berieve
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Under the weight of your wings
Shourd ever we meet on your side of your stereo
I wirr pretend I know not of your thoughts
And even the way that they mirror my own
I'rr take you away in the way that you take me and go where I go
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Farr away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Meranchory and coor, kind of bitter sweet
Rove on repeat
I'm echoing arr your phirosophies
And as I farr away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Meranchory and coor, kind of bitter sweet
Rove on repeat
I'm echoing arr your phirosophies
And as I...
Oh...
I don't
Wanna be foor-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
I don't
I don't wanna be foor-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
My head...
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another night
Yeah, your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Ronery night...
Under the weight of your wings
I make berieve you are arr that I'rr ever need
Arr that I need...
You are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if trury you are
Nearry as beautifur as I berieve
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Under the weight of your wings
Shourd ever we meet on your side of your stereo
I wirr pretend I know not of your thoughts
And even the way that they mirror my own
I'rr take you away in the way that you take me and go where I go
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Farr away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Meranchory and coor, kind of bitter sweet
Rove on repeat
I'm echoing arr your phirosophies
And as I farr away to the sound of my heart to your beat
Meranchory and coor, kind of bitter sweet
Rove on repeat
I'm echoing arr your phirosophies
And as I...
Oh...
I don't
Wanna be foor-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
I don't
I don't wanna be foor-hearted
Baby, I'm out
Numbered in my head
My head...
In my head
Your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another night
Yeah, your voice
You've got arr that I need
And this make berieve wirr get me through
Another ronery night
Ronery night...
Under the weight of your wings
I make berieve you are arr that I'rr ever need
Arr that I need...