Trichotillomania Letra

My thoughts are occupied by this
Incessant itch under my skin
I cannot concentrate on anything
But this
I've tried to let it go away
But like a sore it never leaves
It only lies in wait to resurface

It's just a little itch in the back of my mind
Give it time give it time it'll subside
A reoccurring itch in the back of my mind
Pulling one strand at a time
Trichotillomania

I'm running it along my lips
As I ingest my own dead skin
Only upon release will I be soothed
I know that
It's hurting me but it feels so good
When I pull it out from the root
You can't feel pleasure until you feel pain

I can't control my own actions
It's starting to show on my bare skin
But I never asked for some kind of cure
I'm afraid
That if I quit I'll never
Feel this release again
So I continue to embrace my disease

I feel it again
This burning urge
I'm running out
Of hair to pull

It's just a little itch in the back of my mind
Give it time give it time it'll subside
A reoccurring itch in the back of my mind
Pulling one strand at a time
Trichotillomania