My bloody heart Won't stand up to you My fickle friend I always knew Hmm, something don't feel right Inside and outside All of the time Red light, red light Fuck what you said I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head Real lives, cut ties Yeah, yeah I've gone a couple of steps Close to the edge One bad, bad seed Is planted in me, me Take cover from my own Anxiety Hmm, something don't feel right Inside and outside All of the time Red light, red light Fuck what you said I'vе got a couple of screws Loose in my hеad Real lives, cut ties Yeah, yeah I've gone a couple of steps Close to the edge Red light, red light Fuck what you said I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head Real lives, cut ties Yeah, yeah I've gone a couple of steps Close to the edge Hmm, something don't feel right Inside and outside All of the time Red light, red light Fuck what you said I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head Real lives, cut ties Yeah, yeah I've gone a couple of steps Close to the edge Red light, red light Fuck what you said I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head Real lives, cut ties Yeah, yeah I've gone a couple of steps Close to the edge Yeah, yeah I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head Yeah, yeah I've got a couple of screws Loose in my head

You turn the screws You tear down the bridge Flimsy as it is, it's business like You shake my hand You break up the band Flimsy as it is, it's open-mike punk rock Red white and blue (whoa) You twist the knife then go home to kiss your wife A bigger better slice is what you'd like You kick the sand, you get the upper hand You sell it to Japan It's natural punk rock Red white and blue (whoa) You turn the screws It's what you choose to do You think that I Must turn them too You think that I must be so satisfied I stay inside I wonder why And the cement mixer gets it all ready One good turn at a time They're pouring it slowly and steady You're showing me where I can sign What I can expect to find But how can you say you'll be happy When you turn the screws You turn the screws It's what you choose to do You turn the screws It's what you choose to do You think I must turn them, too You turn the screws You tear down the bridge Flimsy as it is, it's business like Flimsy as it is, it's open-mike punk rock Red white and blue You turn the screws

There are few words in the song. They are all here: I get up, I get down Screws in my head make my head look down. Losing my head when I'm moving all around Their repetition is through the entire length, nothing else is added, Nothing is taken away. The clip of this dance music evolves little by little showing a young Man with hefty charisma for those who love seeing the fashionistas in The young people that follow the common 2010-ies faggotish fashion of Younglings. Reference: 'Screws In My Head' (Original Mix) by Black Light Smoke on Beatport I get up, I get down Screws in my head make my head look down. Losing my head when I'm moving all around

Uh Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Grimeyy I'm a fucking loose screw, nigga, on gang Loose screw Code red This bitch ride on (Helluva made this beat, baby) I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw Flew my bitch out to Miami now we fuckin' on the beach All that loud mouth shit, you better practice what you preach 30 Deep the gang, that's what I bang up until my brother free Just got that call from lil cuz, he'll be dead in a week Niggas was falling for them hoes, I fell in love with my 8 Had to leave her 'cause she found out I was creeping with Drac Ramen noodles in that slammer, now it's steak on my plate And I won't buy me no more jewelry tryna' stack for a wraith I did that time by myself, ain't no nigga sent me nothin' You see yo opp up in that jam, then you better get to scuffin' Catch a goofy, whack a goofy, ain't no time for discussion Popped his ass like a pill, 'nother kill, now I'm buzzin' I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw Goofy ass nigga, get the fuck back Get a nigga wet for a rack, this shit getting outta hand Running up the money, I ain't running outta bands I'll run off in the bank before I run off on my man Certified super head, she do it with no hands Closet worth a million, got like three hundred in pants He want me to sign 'em, he been begging for a chance But I know he gone try and murk something when he get 50 bands Sitting down in a cell, I ain't look down, I hold my head up Whole life, been a rock-star, I tote that heavy metal Shout out my 'migo, get blocks like Griselda Make sure I bring my new whips through the ghetto Run like Mayweather, he just dodged a elbow Work everyday, too much paper on my schedule All these loose screws, we can tighten up whatever I keep me a hammer, a ladder, a nail for 'em I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw I heard them goofies say fuck me, well it's fuck them niggas too If that nigga try to run, knock his ass out his shoes Gotta watch the niggas round me 'cause these niggas move loose Wonder why they call me Grimey? Bitch 'cause I'm a loose screw The only thing be on my mind is moving my mama off the sect' I got a brother in that jam and got a brother on my neck I done robbed a lot of niggas trying to run me up a check My BM just hit my line, says she want some more baguette Grimeyy Duce the Grim Reaper, fighting bodies in my sleep Gave Pistol twenty-five 'cause he on a kill streak Plug deep, he with that fin, now he looking for the tweaks Rough you up for your phone, he a bully for them geeks In that slammer, stood ten, I ain't never take a loss Hit the nigga, get stabbed for a pack of hot sauce Cup O'Noodles and some Lay's get a nigga knocked off Co-defendant turned rat for some shit I popped off Keep that forty on my side, I'll blow it like a flute Had to cut my brother off, I should've knew he was a goof Since that shit on Natural Bridge, niggas knew I was the truth Mama told me since the womb, she just knew I was a Deuce