Head Lice

[Verse]
This is something common with a new concept
Hope that I can make even a little bit of progress
I'm run drier than the Nile, starved for content
But I'm done with this goddamn god complex
But the fact of the matter is, I'm everything but that
All you need is a little bit of context
To break down every Logpog track
And I don't got a way that I could bounce back
I'm on top of the sandy dunes like I was in the outback
In the middle of the desert with no way to get back
All the stupid, cocky statements Imma take 'em all back
Every project is a carbon copy of the last one
When it comes to music, I'm way past having fun
I burn out before a song is half done
Gotta ask myself when it'll be the last one
And I know that I'm getting closer every time that I go to record
Planned out my whole album on a damn whiteboard
And I've made zero progress
Maybe I'll figure out what I'm meant to do next

[Chorus]
'Cause I'm out of ideas
The answer is clear
It's rare that I pick up a hobby for over a year
Feel like a deer
That's stuck in the headlights
This creative itch is just head lice
'Cause I'm out of ideas
The answer is clear
It's rare that I pick up a hobby for over a year
Feel like a deer
That's stuck in the headlights
This creative itch is just head lice