Real life is a tiny bug and it sucks blood from my leg
I let it suck, suck my illness out
Cus it all sucks and maybe i should just give in and go to bed
A thousand eyes are staring at me thru the darkness of my room
All my furbies, stuffed animals looking at me like a loon
I get defensive say im normal but i know that its a lie
When living feels a lot like killing time
Therapy is hard working on myself
So much homework all with smiley faces saying: do not kill yourself
I wanna do the things i want i know i am my only problem
But it feels like i am at a loss and i can’t stop it
Real life is a sweaty night where im waking from a scary dream
And my brain is full of looters, stеaling things that i may need
Staring dead at my computer, nevеr really feeling real
I still pretend that i am ok , still lie to peoples faces
Smiling tryna catch my breath from running all these races
Why am i still sad sometimes? even after all these years?
Why can’t i just get it right? live a life that i dont fear?
There is coleslaw on my plate
And theres a coldsore on my face
And theres a monster in the closet
But the closet is too cramped for it
And my skin is full of maggots
So i cover it in batman bandaids
So the pretty girl on the bus
Won’t notice my face is full of bugs
Real life is a violent force and it forces me to live it through
Others grow up, learning things learning stuff
Im so far behind at this point i will never keep up
Lavalamp in my room, are you tired of being used?
Of others watching you go up and down
And analysing your every move?
Psychiatrist tomorrow to tell me about my personality disorder
Does that mean that i was the problem after all?
Therapy is hard talking bout myself
I am just a patient after all im just a number well
I think about it often
Depending is the problem
Hating public hospitals but cannot live without em
Looney bin, the looney bin
Im going to the looney bin
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Going to the looney bin and im never coming back
Everybody!
Looney bin, the looney bin
Im going to the looney bin
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Going to the looney bin and im never coming back
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Im going to the looney bin and im never coming back
I let it suck, suck my illness out
Cus it all sucks and maybe i should just give in and go to bed
A thousand eyes are staring at me thru the darkness of my room
All my furbies, stuffed animals looking at me like a loon
I get defensive say im normal but i know that its a lie
When living feels a lot like killing time
Therapy is hard working on myself
So much homework all with smiley faces saying: do not kill yourself
I wanna do the things i want i know i am my only problem
But it feels like i am at a loss and i can’t stop it
Real life is a sweaty night where im waking from a scary dream
And my brain is full of looters, stеaling things that i may need
Staring dead at my computer, nevеr really feeling real
I still pretend that i am ok , still lie to peoples faces
Smiling tryna catch my breath from running all these races
Why am i still sad sometimes? even after all these years?
Why can’t i just get it right? live a life that i dont fear?
There is coleslaw on my plate
And theres a coldsore on my face
And theres a monster in the closet
But the closet is too cramped for it
And my skin is full of maggots
So i cover it in batman bandaids
So the pretty girl on the bus
Won’t notice my face is full of bugs
Real life is a violent force and it forces me to live it through
Others grow up, learning things learning stuff
Im so far behind at this point i will never keep up
Lavalamp in my room, are you tired of being used?
Of others watching you go up and down
And analysing your every move?
Psychiatrist tomorrow to tell me about my personality disorder
Does that mean that i was the problem after all?
Therapy is hard talking bout myself
I am just a patient after all im just a number well
I think about it often
Depending is the problem
Hating public hospitals but cannot live without em
Looney bin, the looney bin
Im going to the looney bin
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Going to the looney bin and im never coming back
Everybody!
Looney bin, the looney bin
Im going to the looney bin
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Going to the looney bin and im never coming back
Get me a diagnosis shiny and sad
Im going to the looney bin and im never coming back
( Blood Girl )
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