K.Flay
CRAZYtown
Did you ever think that just maybeWe're supposed to be a little bit crazyCan it be?We're really this mentally diseased?OCD narcissistic, manic depressive slit your wristsHyperactive ADD, generalized anxietyDrug addicts, agoraphobicPanic attacks, we're all just so sickIn the head, need medicine quickGotta stock up on prescription slipsHad a breakdown of a nervous kindPop a little xanax to unwindParanoid schizo half the timeBipolar and borderlineWay fucked up when it comes to sexShit dick cunt that's tourette'sStay in bed, we're too depressedPost traumatic stress effectsBulimics barf, anorexics starveFast food binge inside our carsMultiple personalitiesLike hi it's I, myself, and meWe got trichotillomaniacsAnd autistic braniacsAll insaney to the maxSo doped up on prozac packsLetras de cancionesHistrionic plus delusionsTangled dendrites, mad confusionKlepto narcolepticAll psych wards so antisepticTake your Zoloft, PaxilWellbutrin, Cymbalta, homieWhat you using?Ativan and LexaproDon't act like you do not knowDid you ever think that just maybeWe're supposed to be a little bit crazyCan it be?We're really this mentally diseased?As I stare at an ink blotThinking why I think the thoughts I thinkPaying 20 g's a year straight to my shrinkTo analyze me on a couchAnd while he's zoning outI'm tuning in to my inner childSo that explains why I get wildOn the weekend drinking no tomorrowSleep around to ease my sorrowAnd it all relates to what happened in second gradeI am told there is a name for what is wrong inside my brainAnd that fact alone makes me feel like I'm hardly that insaneI've undergone psychoanalysisMy dreams all full of phallusesPsychotropics I imbibeSo happy to be prescribedWhat I get from Pfizer's not much different from BudweiserIn the end, you and I just fated to pretend
From Letras Mania