Verse 1
I see helping hands try to hold me pretending there assistants /i stay agonized and the concern I see me ending there existence/Bat shit erratic I'm notice my poles comprehending there consistent/i no they are experts at controlling resenting there proficient/and that proficiency is just so efficient/heart attack or panic wouldn't know da difference/I know I'm different but not the only with stranded directions/life throw the book at me and demanded perfection/tested my worlds concerns and handed in sections/my rotten soul poisons me it expanded infection/granted I'm stress in/neuroscience can't stand its depression/carving out pathways then leaves me manic wit questions/even seasonal change pollutes the planets digestions /cause embracing the worlds dirt is like a satanic obsession /cause hell is on earth so any thing that organic I question/
Verse 2
I blame my equilibrium which means I'm not its commander/ im just a ignored and laugh at psychotic demand-er/ not a blissful teacher that skips and frolics Wit answers/so I cry for help like a infant with colic and cancer/shame how physical suffering plays a big part in subsisting/try to swept it under the carpet but the rugs missing/existence fiends gore sucking out life and blood sipping/and the facts of life sheet is something were handed and love ripping/float around this universe disoriented/eating me inside what my unhappiness core invented/24/7 my mind is open but this stores demented/cant say life's a beach and this shore is splendid/i held up my pride high but my pride descended/ tried to message god but a part of me died ta send it/ driving me crazy wish this joy ride was ended/ motor-skills started to overheat i tried ta end it/