Quit actin cool, keep it real
Don't be so tough, tell me how you really feel
Don't be so cool, keep it real
Don't act so tough, I'll tell you how I really feel
I'm sick of getting loaded, My will is so corroded
Sunday mornin sugar nosing, and I know my windows' closing
Yeah I know my windows' closing
Even when I'm dead, I'll still be in my head
Even when I'm dead, I'll still be in my head
Even when I'm dead, I'll still be in my head
Even when I'm dead, I'll still be in my head
Quit actin cool, keep it real
Don't be so tough, tell me how you really feel
Don't be so cool, keep it real
Don't act so tough, I'll tell you how I really feel