When I′m by myself

I find my mind starts drifting somewhere else

It's not inside this dimensionIt′s definitely somewhere else

I wrestle with my thoughts

Constant wrestle with my mental health

I'm put on life support

I've been put up on the highest shelf, ah

My whole life I′ve been fighting

This cake it don′t have icing

These mantras I'm reciting

They′re meant to keep me sane

I don't know if they′re working

Cerebral cortex hurting

Maybe it's all learning

Maybe it′s 'cause life is a lottery

What an anomaly

Sometimes it's riches and sometimes it′s poverty

Sometimes your nerves have been fried by neuropathy

Begging the surgeon to have a lobotomy

Honestly, I′ma speak honestly

Honestly, life is ironically fucking me chronically

I have been ill in myself and it bothers me

License for killing myself, call me Connery, ah

I'ma be straight with you now

I′ma go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

People die late in the dark

Noah was late for the arc, hmm

Noah was late for the arc

Genesis, rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis, pain in the art

Genesis, aim for the heart

Genesis

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Genesis

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

When I'm by myself

I find my mind starts drifting somewhere else

It′s not inside this realm of thought

It's definitely somewhere else

Wage war upon my demons

I′ve been knocking on the gates of hell

A heretic, a heathen, I've been screaming in this padded cell

It's pain making, my pain waking

It′s painstakingly cold

My soul aching, my bones breaking

When holding on to control

Wrap yellow tape ′round the body shape

Put the body in the bag, zip, close

It's malignant, it′s mutating

It's such a sight to behold

Uh-huh, mm-hmm

Let me be real for a second, mm-hmm

Tongue is a gun, is a weapon, hmm

Reload, bla-bla, dead ′em, mm-hmm

Beast mode, armageddon, geddon

Let me take the wheel for a second

Hit a hoop like Shaquille O'Neal with aggression

Regroup with a three-point steal in succession

Swish, whoop, and I′m making 'em feel the profession

Making 'em feel the profession, making ′em feel the profession

Time is the order, the lesson

Time is a murderous weapon

Time is a curse and a blessing

Time is confined in the eye of my mind

That reminds me that life is just slipping right by

Take my piece of the pie and then feed and unwind

I find freedom in rhymes to define my depression

I′ma be straight with you now

I'ma go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

People die late in the dark

Noah was late for the arc, hmm

Noah was late for the arc

Genesis, rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis, pain in the art

Genesis, aim for the heart

Genesis

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Genesis

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne

Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne