Find Your Mind

All her cash running out of green glass

Pocketful of money going down, down, down

Wagon's full of honey and she's gonna get some

Everybody knows that fun is for the brave ones

Every night she leaves with someone

Dirty man playing with his kickstand yeah

We can see he's nothing but she wants him

'Cause she's empty and he's got a pretty face

And big hands to play with

You've got to find your mind

You've got to find your mind

(You've got to find your mind)

Said to get down on her knees

Gotta get what he needs

She's got a frayed mess of a dress

The kind that is about wearing you out

She comes from people with ready minds

Cigarette child of the times

Her body is more than her years

She hears a lunatic in her ears

Funny how it always is

When your mind is in the way of his

In what he wants he will succeed

Without a fight she will concede

And we know she can't fix her soul

By filling up empty holes

You've got to find your mind

(You've got to find your mind)

You've got to find your mind

(You've got to find your mind)

I'm the girl in your head with no innocence

I'm your friendly neighborhood psychopath

I'm the fear that makes you try anything

I'm the one you don't know you're running from

I'm the cold reminder of defeat

I'll be there the next time you get in heat

I'll be there when you wake up next week

I'll be there when you freak the next freak

You've got to find your mind

(You've got to find your mind)

You've got to find your mind

(You've got to find your mind)