Trousdale

Placebo

Trousdale

Out Of My Mind


Speak of the devil and he will appear
Look for the bad and it's all you'll ever hear
Say there's a fire, I smell smoke
When nothing's burnin' I choke on clean air
Takin' a trip or changin' my hair
Post-It notes I wrote tell me I'm almost there
Two Buck Chuck in a crystal glass
if it makes it taste better
I won't ask

Even if it's just placebo
Even if it's only fool's gold

How can you tell a feeling is real
If you can get your high by swallowing
a pink coated sugar pill
Trick of the eye or a slight of hand
If it makes me feel better I don't want to understand

Even if it's just placebo
Even if it's only fool's gold
Gotta love it when I don't know, oh no
Even if it's just placebo

I breathe it, believe it
I'm getting what I need if
I breathe it, believe it
I'm getting what I need if
(Just placebo) I breathe it, believe it
I'm getting what I need if
(Placebo) I breathe it, believe it
I get it

Even if it's just placebo
Even if it's only fool's gold
Gotta love it when I don't know, oh no
Even if it's just placebo
Even if it's just placebo
Even if it's just placebo

Compositores: Georgia Greene, John Mark Nelson, Lauren Jones & Quinn D'Andrea

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