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Mental illness

I can't sleep at night
Gotta turn on my light
Think of something to do before I have a fright

And panic
I'm a manic to this shit
I'm addicted to being mentality sick

I love when my body shakes in fear
I love talking to the voices
When nobody is here

Shake hands with Satan
Before contemplating
That the councilors will think
I need medication

Please give me the pills so I can overdose
You think it'll cure me
But instead you'll be flushing them out of me that's gross

That's almost as demented as me
Doctor what's wrong with my family
They seem to hate me
They seem to lie
Doctor, doctor
I hope they die

Bye bye to all the family events
I think the situation got a little too intense

You think I got issues
Or I need to be hospitalized
Good cause here's another thing you need to realize

Sending me to a place like that
Will make me even worse and that's a fact
As a matter of fact
It'll make me think I'm dangerous and need to be restrained
I get a hard on to the thought of you removing a piece of my brain

Isn't that a little twisted and unorthodox
That you'd remove part of someone's brain and lock them up in a box

Well I guess it's perfectly abnormal these days
But you'd give a drug dealer more time in jail than someone whose crazed
It just leaves me amazed.
Written by AleKsandrovich47
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