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A song about anxiety.
lyrics
The voice in my head is fuckin talkin again: what's up?
Nothin much, ive really had enough of us
Staring at the wall to blow things out of proportion
My thoughts more twisted than a coat hanger abortion
Woah, yeah thats fucked up but im messed up
Sick thoughts bounce around like a damn hockey puck
Well Im tired my thoughts are to wired
My brain cells are fired suicidal thoughts conspired
But fuck that shit I aint about to cower
Yeah ill fight off this bitch, ill get another hit lit for power
Hold up, using drugs to escape
Is that really even better than a dinner date with fate?
The white walls around me seem to slowly shrink
Am I losin my mind? What do you fuckin think?
Maybe its just my imagination
But aint that anxiety? Just imagination
I rhyme same words together but i dont give a fuck
I got bigger pills to swallow and im shit outta luck
Sometimes I cannot even think with my head and i throw up my dread and i lay on the bed and i wish was dead in the water i tread and i dont even know what the fuck i just said
In my head the soldiers fight a bloody war
Logic vs emotion left - right brain commotion
The locomotion, of a ticking time explosion
My brain's a parasite causing nerve-cell erosion
Tell me what it is or what it isnt, make your mind up
Im rockin back and forth and back again my heads about to rupture
I really had enough of this preposterous, calamitous, conglomerate type of thinking
My sanity is leakin, out of what is weakend
Drip-drop, there goes my fuckin conscience
Im askin for a coma, i beg to be unconscious
Well im nauseous, and the gears keep turnin
And im still really never fuckin learnin
Its a fucked up game in my head
Yeah i wont be tame till my nerves are fuckin dead
You know what i said, Im un-existantly existantly fightin off the fears that have persisted me
Im fuckin pissed at me, I need a lobotomy
But I guess im just a fuck with a problem, you see?
Ive had enough of this shit but the forces around me wont let me quit
credits
released September 17, 2014
Lyrics, Vocals and Production by D Spit
Artwork by Gianna Spitaliere
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