Head First (Verse 1) I’ve got a talent for bad decisions, turning red flags into premonitions. Kiss the spark, ignore the flame, tattoo temporary on my name. I romanticize the warning signs, call it fate when it’s just bad timing. If the bridge looks weak, I double down— I don’t swim, I choose to drown. (Pre-Chorus) I don’t tiptoe, I don’t rehearse, I write my eulogies in first-person verse. If it’s gonna hurt, it better be worth it— I don’t fall back, I fall head first. (Chorus) Head first into the deep end, no brakes when the street bends. I don’t learn, I just relive it, call it love and then forgive it. Head first off the high wire, heart wired to the live wire. If it burns, at least I felt it— crash landing never dealt with. I don’t dive slow, I don’t test the waters— I go head first. (Verse 2) I keep my scars in alphabetical order, every ex a returning disorder. I say “I’m fine” like it’s a reflex, build my future out of trainwrecks. I get high on the almosts, on the “maybe someday” ghosts. I chase the thrill, ignore the fall— I’d rather break than not feel at all. (Pre-Chorus) I don’t tiptoe, I don’t rehearse, I sign my name in reverse. If it’s chaos, I endorse it— I don’t fall back, I fall head first. (Chorus) Head first into the deep end, mouth wide like I’m breathing in every lie that sounds romantic, every spark that turns volcanic. Head first off the ledge again, call it fate, call it medicine. If it kills me, at least I earned it— lessons learned but never learned it. I don’t dive slow, I don’t ask what’s worse— I go head first. (Bridge – half-time, punchy, emotional) Maybe I’m addicted to the freefall, to the split-second before the impact. To the hope that this time it won’t break me— even though it always breaks me. I keep betting on the long shot, on the wrong hearts in the right spot. Maybe one day I’ll reverse it— but tonight? I’m going head first. (Final Chorus – bigger, anthemic) Head first into the deep end, this is where the truth ends. I don’t heal, I just restart it, superglue another broken heart in. Head first, no life jacket, no exit plan, no safety bracket. If the world says “wait,” I’ll race it— if it shatters, I’ll embrace it. I don’t dive slow, I don’t curse— I go head first. (Outro – shouted gang vocals) Head first. No rehearsal. Head first. No reverse. I don’t fall back— I fall head first.
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