bonespirit

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Eyelids heavy
Gravitating towards hell
Mind racing
In a way that tells you
I'm not well
Oh I'm mentally insane
It's a part of the brain that I don't want
Any more
Can you see it in my eyes?
Did you see through my disguise?
You're blind
I'm so sick and tired of
Not enough, too much
Sleep in on a weekend
Every day is worthless to me now
I would turn back if I could
But I can't
Thanks to you, myself
Oh, one more day on this side of the asylum
It's driving me even more crazy
So I'll take a pill, I think I need another
I'll keep on talking to you
Not tell all of the truth
You're blind
And I'm so tired of this
Emotional levels, up and down
Melatonin low
Please god, just f***ing prescribe me with something
Go away
Then leave me alone
Cos you don't know how I feel
And neither do I, well you're blind
You didn't see past all my lies
One more night on this side of the asylum
It's driving me even more crazy
So I'll take a pill, I think I need another
I'll keep talking to you
Telling kinda half-truths
You're blind
I'm too f***ing tired of this
This so-called therapy
Doesn't give anything to me
No I don't want your stupid therapy
It doesn't have any benefit for me
This so-called therapy
Doesn't have any benefit, it seems
I'm always too tired
For your stupid f***ing therapy
Of your stupid f***icking therapy
All the stupid f***ing therapy
Just let me be
Let me be
Let me be alone
Cos what's the point of it all?
If I can't look you in the eye
If you can't swallow back my pride
If I can't sleep properly at night
If I'm so damn f***ing affected
By the ever-changing tide
Oh, one more night on this side of the asylum
It's driving me even more crazy
So I'll take a pill, I think I need another
I'll keep talking to you
Won't tell all of my truth
You're blind
And I'm sick and tired of it
Dreaming the nights away in my head's asylum
Is it possible that I'm crazy?
I gotta keep talking to you
Although I clearly don't want to
You're blind
And I'm just tired of this
If I can't look you in the eye
If you can't swallow back my pride
If I can't sleep properly at night
And I just want to curl up, hide, die
If you can't save me from these delusions
If you can't get the right sh** to prescribe
If I'm forever stuck in my illusions
And forever at the mercy of this
Tide
Tide
That I created
Tide
Tired
Tired
Sick and tired
I'm tired.