Relapse,
Prevent trigger intent,
Now drown…
High strung,
Say X amount of words.
You're solar, bipolar,
Panic disorder,
Seems harder and harder and harder,
Still you try to control it…
You mold, you mold,
Yeah you shape to mold,
Oh you're bold you're bold,
But your shape is bold…
You're a symptom superficial,
To what they call knowing you,
Minus the speed,
Could you imagine the phobia?
Your brain is faulty wiring,
The reason for tiring,
Keep treating the curse,
Imagine the worst.
Systematic, sympathetic,
Quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic,
Your heart is prosthetic.
A plate of quite peculiar
On a dish of my own.
A tablespoon of feather
Tickle me to the bone.
Give me recipes for happy
With the chemicals gone,
Drinking freedom from a bottle
To the tune of belong.
I'm sick of shaking,
Never waking
From the hell I achieve.
I never knew you till you left me
With the crying disease.
Another curing, reassuring
Way to buckle the knees.
So mistreated, I repeated
Never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted and defeated,
I will stand on my own.
Yeah your memory that punches me
Has broken the bone.
Give me recipes for sorry
I'm admitting I'm wrong.
Still your memory that punches me
Has broken the bone.