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There's a knot inside my gut that's twisting just like rope
Every hour it pulls tighter choking out all my hope
I wear my skin like it's 2 sizes wrong
Like I move to fast and the seams are all gone
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
There's a vine inside my chest that tightens all the time
It wraps around my lungs and it's climbing up my spine
I chew on the inside of my check until it bleeds
Every thoughts a thorn and it gets tangled just like weeds
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
There's a bird that's nesting right inside my chest
It sings when I’m quiet it just won’t let me rest
My smiles always crooked and it bends when I lie
My laugher sounds fake when its aiming far too high
Don't lose yourself to all of your own delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
It’s easy to forget that silence is an outlet
That not every hour needs to become output
I hear phantom feedback even when the rooms quiet
My head counts measures in sleep in private
And sometimes I think if I just took the med
If I just turned it off the thoughts in my head
Would the music still be mine?
Or would it finally sound like me again?
Wait I have an idea what if I change the tune
Maybe if I make the song sound happy, everything will be just fine
Dress all the panic in 4 by 4 time
Lay a melody down like I don't feel impending doom
Sweep the mess aside with a happy bedroom tune
I don’t need to rest at all if I get the drop just right
BrainSick by FEM&M
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BrainSick
by FEM&M
July 25, 2025
Today class were going to be exploring the brain!by FEM&M
July 25, 2025
There's a knot inside my gut that's twisting just like rope
Every hour it pulls tighter choking out all my hope
I wear my skin like it's 2 sizes wrong
Like I move to fast and the seams are all gone
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
There's a vine inside my chest that tightens all the time
It wraps around my lungs and it's climbing up my spine
I chew on the inside of my check until it bleeds
Every thoughts a thorn and it gets tangled just like weeds
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
There's a bird that's nesting right inside my chest
It sings when I’m quiet it just won’t let me rest
My smiles always crooked and it bends when I lie
My laugher sounds fake when its aiming far too high
Don't lose yourself to all of your own delusions
Don't lose yourself to all of your delusions
It’s easy to forget that silence is an outlet
That not every hour needs to become output
I hear phantom feedback even when the rooms quiet
My head counts measures in sleep in private
And sometimes I think if I just took the med
If I just turned it off the thoughts in my head
Would the music still be mine?
Or would it finally sound like me again?
Wait I have an idea what if I change the tune
Maybe if I make the song sound happy, everything will be just fine
Dress all the panic in 4 by 4 time
Lay a melody down like I don't feel impending doom
Sweep the mess aside with a happy bedroom tune
I don’t need to rest at all if I get the drop just right
