model citizen

Get Out

The Next Life


Lyrics

"Get Out"

Sometimes I cannot speak I cannot move I cannot breathe
And I, I wonder if my mind is turning on me

I am not ordinary
I’m not a thing you can repair
It’s not too late to get of here

You say that I’m so different, my moods start to change
Maybe I need to try a little more to make them go away

But I’m not in control
It’s a force that’s more than chemical
I’m some kind of demented soul

Fuck, I just need to think
I’m gonna get out of here

There’s two, two people living inside my own skin
But who, who let this animal possess me from within

It’s not a cry for help
It’s just my fucked up mental health
I wish it wasn’t the way I felt

It’s like, am I dying or am I going insane
Sit tight, it’ll go away, it has since I was seventeen

You know I try and try
But I’m a slave to my own mind
Can someone give it a redesign

Fuck, I just need to think
I’m gonna get out of here