Stand Atlantic - cabin fever

(I'm a headache, I'm a headache)
(Cabin fever into California)

You can back down, with your big man bit
I got a lot of dumb luck and some contract shit
Hold me down like they about to sign my first born kid
Then they sell me off on auction to the highest bid

You want another carbon copy of ya?
Favorite money making trend hopper, yeah
I'm not a perfect, precious prima donna
Make you cut the leash, I'm off the collar

So tell my why you love me, like you tell them all the same
Tell me so I love myself, while you switch out my name

I'm a headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

Headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

Feelin' apathetic for the most of it
There's too much interference, fuckin' over it
Sellin' body parts, get me out the door
Like I wanna cut the ties with a blunt hacksaw

So tell me why you love me, 'cause I've gone fucking insane
Tell me so I love myself and quit numbing my brain

I'm a headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

Headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

Don't need a big house or an ego lift
'Cause I get around town in my mum's old whip
My label yellin' "Bonnie, where's the next big hit?"

So I fuck it all up with some real weird shit
With some real weird shit, with some real weird shit
What? What? What? What? That's some real weird shit

I'm a headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

Headache, I'm a headache
And I'm running from my demons on the freeway
And I won't take shit just to please ya
Turn that cabin fever into California

That's some real weird shit, oh yeah
What? What? What? What? That's some real weird shit

Written by:
Bonnie Fraser, Nathan Sherwood, Stevie Knight

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Lyrics © MAY MUSIC LIMITED

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