Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat.
Shadows will scream that I’m alone.
I-I-I've got a migraine,
And my pain will range from up down and sideways.
Thank God it’s Friday,
'Cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays,
'Cause Sunday’s are my suicide days.
I don’t know why they always seem so dismal.
Thunderstorms, cloud, snow, and a slight drizzle,
Whether it’s the weather or the letters by my bed.
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head.
Let it be said what the headache represents:
It’s me defending in suspense.
It’s me suspended in a defenseless test,
Being tested by a ruthless examiner.
That’s represented best by my depress… ing thoughts.
I do not have writers block,
My writer just hates the clock.
It will not let me sleep, I’ll get some sleep when I’m dead,
And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head.
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat.
Shadows will scream that I’m alone.
But I know we’ve made it this far, kid.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I am not as fine as I seem.
Pardon me for yelling and telling you: green gardens
Are not what’s growing in my psyche.
It’s a different me: a difficult to be stop feasting
lumber down trees.
Freeze frame.
Please, let me paint a mental picture portrait.
Something you won’t forget, it’s all about my forehead.
Deny it is a door that holds back contents,
That make Pandora’s box contents'
look non-violent.
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence,
My mind shipwrecked,
this is the only land my mind could find.
I did not know it was such a violent island,
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions.
They’re trying to eat me, blood running down their chin,
And they know that I can fight or I can let the lion win.
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find,
Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind.
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat.
Shadows will scream that I’m alone.
But I know we’ve made it this far, kid.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made.
The game is not played alone.
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it and keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone.
And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made.
The game is not played alone.
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it and keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone.
Am I the only one I know?
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat.
Shadows will scream that I’m alone.
But I know we’ve made it this far, kid.
We’ve made it this far, we’ve made it this F-