Is it tuesday, is it friday
Doesn't matter
The walls are breathing again
Get out of my head
Get out
I'm pacing circles in a ten-by-ten
Wait for the chemicals to kick in
Tracing your name on the dusty floor
Until my fingers are bleeding and raw
The faucet is dripping, it sounds like a gun
I'm counting the bullets, i'm counting the fun
My shadow is moving without my consent
I'm spending the sanity i haven't spent
I hear you laughing in the ventilation
I'm vibrating on a dead station
My pupils are blown, my cover is blown
I'm talking to dial tones on the phone
I'm losing it, losing it, loose screw
Everything, everything looks like you
Brain rot, fever dream, system crash
Turn my reality into ash
You're a parasite eating the gray matter
Watch the glass in the mirror shatter
Psycho, manic, obsessed, unwell
Welcome to my personal private hell
I'm losing it, losing it, loose screw
Everything, everything looks like you
Brain rot, fever dream, system crash
Turn my reality into ash
You're a parasite eating the gray matter
Watch the glass in the mirror shatter
Psycho, manic, obsessed, unwell
Welcome to my personal private hell
I tried to sleep but the eyelids burn
Tossing and turning, waiting my turn
I see your face in the noise on the screen
The prettiest nightmare i've ever seen
Am i hallucinating your touch
Maybe i took just a little too much
Of the silence, the distance, the pills, and the pain
I'm standing outside in the acid rain
One, two, coming for you
Three, four, locking the door
Five, six, i need a fix
Seven, eight, it's getting late
Use me, abuse me, confuse me, sedate me
Love me, hate me, just don't create me
I'm a loaded weapon with a hair trigger
And the hole in my chest is getting bigger
I'm losing it, losing it, loose screw
Everything, everything looks like you
Brain rot, fever dream, system crash
Turn my reality into ash
You're a parasite eating the gray matter
Watch the glass in the mirror shatter
Psycho, manic, obsessed, unwell
Welcome to my personal private hell
I'm losing it, losing it, loose screw
Everything, everything looks like you
Brain rot, fever dream, system crash
Turn my reality into ash
You're a parasite eating the gray matter
Watch the glass in the mirror shatter
Psycho, manic, obsessed, unwell
Welcome to my personal private hell
Disconnect
Abort
System failure
I think i'm broken
I think i like it
HaHaHa