Thunder's inside, thunder's outsideDeeply inside there blue (blue-oo-oo)Thunder's inside, thunder's outsideWhat am I supposed to do? (do-oo-oo)
Bad idea comes it hardly chokedOh please my Lord, stop that noiseI'm a paranoid, turns me cold (oh)
I wanted to talk about Christian DiorBut you tryna make me so fucking seriousNow I wanna get outta this atmosphereI didn't feel nothing, why it feels so weird?
Who's the guy behind the thunderstorm?I can hear your sound, it was not my choiceEvery single night I always talk with ghostI keep write down like Girl Interrupted
Can't stop this thunderYou make me feel, surrenderI can't feel freedomAm I blaming you? I guess it's fun
Turn off that light for meLeave me to feel griefI'm sick of being chosen oneBut I can't stop this thunderTurn off that light for meLeave me to feel griefI'm sick of being chosen oneBut I can't stop this thunder
Thunder's inside, thunder's outsideDeeply inside there blue (blue-oo-oo)Thunder's inside, thunder's outsideWhat am I supposed to do? (do-oo-oo)
Forgot what was my motivationI don't deserve to go inside your churchGod, you are so awful, look at that Sean(He is good everything, alright)
Don't wanna talk about way too seriousBut lightning on my head makes me furiousAlready felt this no choice, need to carry onDon't think this like other kids who pretending lonely
Like other sad song, fuck those bitchesWho act like fake toughI'm the realest, this elevatorHere's empty, heading to thunder
Can't stop this thunderYou make me feel, surrenderI can't feel freedomAm I blaming you? I guess it's fun
Turn off that light for meLeave me to feel griefI'm sick of being chosen oneBut I can't stop this thunderTurn off that light for meLeave me to feel griefI'm sick of being chosen oneBut I can't stop this thunder
I'm so confused about blessing what you gave meI can't tell it's a benefit, It's too fucking strict (uh)I'm not sure about this testing my weaknessShining like a Versace, you make me god damn creep (uh)My chalice filled with grief, they can't see what's in thisThey think it filled with greed, they make me fucking freakingI don't know maybe they rightShit, I can't deny (oh)