I went to the pharmacy with a prescription to fill.
I told 'em give me what they have to change the way I feel.
They gave me a bottle and I too a handful of pills
to make reality a bit less real.

I saw my future self on the walk back home.
He was stronger and wiser, and far more composed.
He looked at me and laughed, and asked if I was afraid of death.
I thought it was the end, but instead he turned to me and said.

He said, "It's all in your head."

Then he walked me home and told me,
"Life is full of shit. People are cruel and most of them are hypocrites. You'd think that's all, but that's just the half of it."

I invited him in, we both sat down and shared a beer.
He told me what the future held and where I should stay clear.
He said that life is just a sound you can't completely hear.

Because it's all in your head.
It's all in your head.

"And woman is a creature whose explanation knows no end. And we don't stand a fighting chance, so it's best to just give in. Just give in. Just give in.
And when it comes to the rest, don't forget what I said."

It's all in your head.
It's all in your head.