Lyrics: Linda Perry/Paris Jackson
Music: Linda Perry/Paris Jackson
Here come all the teenage drama
Breaking bones to reach nirvana
Fighting through the zombie nation
Fighting through our desperation
You're in your head, I'm right here
I'm right here
Here come all the wasted grown-ups
Like suits and ties could be personas
Wanna be their own creatives
But all they want are streams and ratings
Here come all the wasted grown-ups
You're in your head, I'm right here, yeah-yeah
Come right here, yeah-yeah
We're right here, yeah-yeah
I'm right here
Here come the well-trained robots
Stealing all that could be free thoughts
So messed up how we get left off
Replace the art with cash and roadblocks
What's in your head? Bring it here, yeah-yeah
Come right here, yeah-yeah
We're right here, yeah-yeah
I'm right here
I'm right here