Cuckoo suck you
What are you going to do?
In trouble in my happy bubble,
Pop!
Burst!
Pop goes the weasel,
No time left, day passes, no sleep now,
1,2,3,4 knock at the door,
Brain needs more, won't have those seeds,
Sadness can't move now, don't know how?
They in my head get me out of bed,
They say I'm bad I'm mad
Shush
Can you hear?
Nowhere near,
Two worlds collided into one body,
me and her
Screaming starts, no its a whisper,
I'm in trouble double trouble?
Dead eyes, bloody scars
Real? Unreal? Surreal?
Death projections brains infections
Voices in my head what have they said,
Depression my Obsession my Confession
I'm not sick!
It's the pill you give that makes me ill!
Doctor your a spy! Your all spies!!
Can see past that disguise!!
Insane in the membrane
Madness keeps me sane
The voices help me cope
Cheers up the depression
Thus skitzession
My new obsession
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Comments & Feedback (19)
Flip that's mad in a good way 😊 love this I could just imagine you swatting imaginary flies away fro
Flip that's mad in a good way 😊 could just imagine you swatting away imaginary flies from around you head or something hehe
Or Jack Nickleson saying something like this at the part in The Shining where he goes absolutely bananas
@gazplend 😜 it only the icing on the cake of my crazy haha check out the rest when you've got time hehe then you'll see 😜
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