PEEPHOLE
(words & music by Ugly Lenny)
© Ugly Lenny's Rebellion

Hey man who are you talkin’ to?
I’m talkin’ to you, myself
What? Are you going cuckoo?
No just trying to figure it out
Can you do it silently?
No I can’t hear myself think
Are you going schizo?
No but maybe on the brink

We’re two people trapped inside one brain
If my head had a peephole, we’d probably look insane

I can just forget it
I can’t get it outta my mind
I do not regret it
It bothers me all the time
I moved past it
I’m stuck in the past
I keep moving forward
I keep falling back

We are not insane
We are the same