Uploaded July 2008 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago

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Get your head straight before it's too late.
Get your head straight and find a better way.
[x2]

There are dark nights, and there are hard rides.
There are a million things to think about when you give up getting high.
Limited sight came back to tired eyes,
And we watched the city lights fight brightly with their will to stay alive.
Everything is gonna be alright.

Get your head straight before it's too late.
Get your head straight and find a better way.
[x2]

On the whole, we don't talk much anymore.
We might as well be blind and left to rely on signs and semaphore.
This contact craving constantly collides with conscious contradictions,
Constrained, and condemned to stay inside.
This year goes out to metamorphosis.
There's gotta be a better way to begin to get some more from this.
The problem is, I don't know what it is.

(But I'll call)
When I find out.
These are the seeds of monstrous trees.
When I find out...
They're growing, I'll live off the leaves.
When I find out,
They've grown, I'll harvest.
When I find out,
They've grown I promise to get my head straight.

Get your head straight before it's too late.
Get your head straight and find a better way.
[x2]


the [x2] means the part is repeated