Wilko Wilkes - Trapped In My Mind

Trapped In My Mind is the thirteenth single from Yorkshire’s alternative rapper Wilko Wilkes. The introspective track explores the internal noise and relentlessness of the human condition through a plethora of metaphors and poetic devices.

Written during a period of exasperation it has helped Wilko to better understand his own cycles of thought and the need to take a breather when it all starts getting too loud. Recognising his own patterns through creative writing, cognitive behavioural therapy and attending Andy’s Man Club has been key to improving his mental health and in this case prevention is better than the cure.

Wilko Wilkes tends to write primarily for himself but he knows other people will relate and if someone can gain something from his music through their own self-reflection then that is always a great result for him.

Wilko Wilkes

Lyrics:

My adrenaline’s crashed like Sunderland after Peter Reid
My head’s more mashed than a carrot meeting a swede
But not like Benny from ABBA or Ulrika I mean veg
Like David Beckham against Argentina I’m seeing red
I’m aware I’m slowly dying and I’m battling against my age
My internal animal’s crying and rattling against the cage
Overwhelmed and suffering permanent sensory overload
I’m feeling about as useful as the stairs in a bungalow
Bricked in but drowning in choice
Sick of the sound of my voice
I swam in the sink and I went and sank in the overflow
The noise gets loud like a vociferous crowd
But I’m bound like a man with no hands tackling pistachios
Audio hallucinations crashes and clattering
Vuvuzelas blowing cats meowing windows are shattering
Seventy versions of me incessantly chattering
My confidence and competence have taken a battering

Cos I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it difficult to unwind
So I simmer for a while before climbing back up the slide
Because I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it impossible to unwind
So I just simmer for a minute before climbing back up the slide

I’m screwing up all my ideas and tipping them in the bin
Self-doubt is the demon that cripples you from within
I’m a deer in the headlights, a walking contradiction
Frozen by fear fixated in fantasy fiction
I feel like a fraud and I’m holding myself back
With a cynical sword stealthily severing my sack
Causing eye watering pain
But it’s a chore to explain
Cos I’m so bored of this game
I’m disengaged and I’m mainly hearing nonsense and gibberish
I’m nervous and skittish
More illusion than human and more reptilian than British
What’s my identity?
Who am I meant to be?
Why am I placid when I’ve got so much intensity?
I’m wondering if I even have opinions at all
I feel boring like I’m more of a drag than Ru Paul
Like a jilted bride I’ve lost all sense of sense
But I can see every side so I just sit on the fence

Because I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it difficult to unwind
So I simmer for a while before climbing back up the slide
Because I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it impossible to unwind
So I just simmer for a minute before climbing back up the slide

Because I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it difficult to unwind
So I just simmer for a while before climbing back up the slide
Because I’m trapped in my mind
I’m spending all of my time
Ruminating contemplating but finally I’m resigned
To the fact that I find it impossible to unwind
So I simmer for a minute before climbing back up the slide

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