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I'm little crazy
I suggest you refrain from pissing me off
I'm paranoid maybe even schizophrenic
All this anxiety is makin me feel sick
are these thoughts real or just something I've concocted in my mind
no way to block them out
them voices are starting to get loud
surrounded by my own fears
A conspiracy against myself

Now my hearts pounding
I'm drowning in a pool of sweat
an invisible threat with unknown intent
a fight or flight response in self defense
It's a never ending thrill ride of high suspense
They say I'm mentally ill
but they've got a pill for that

Fill your prescription and have a nice day
These fuckers don't care they just wanna get paid
Maybe I can just pray it away
God know that worked when I turned gay
but lets save that for another day
Instead lets talk about my mother