Hysterical
Long Ago when I was young my thoughts were free
But as I grow I feel the growth is weighing down on me
People Laugh and say the craze will pass with time
All alone No one Knows how I feel inside
Feeling the lights go out in my head
Love is a yarn and I'm losing the thread
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling the changes upon my mind
I used to drive now I'm sitting behind
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling Strange can't even understand myself
I'm looking in the mirror but seeing someone else
How'd my face get so sad how'd these bags corrupt my eyes
Turmoil so intense it's showing up outside
Feeling the lights go out in my head
Love is a yarn and I'm losing the thread
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling the changes upon my mind
I used to drive Now I'm sitting behind
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Not gonna go down not without a fight
I'll find a doctor and try to make it right
But medication's so hard I can't stand the side effects
Tried so many drugs I can't tell right from left
I'm Hysterical
Hysterical, Hysterical, Hysterical.
But as I grow I feel the growth is weighing down on me
People Laugh and say the craze will pass with time
All alone No one Knows how I feel inside
Feeling the lights go out in my head
Love is a yarn and I'm losing the thread
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling the changes upon my mind
I used to drive now I'm sitting behind
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling Strange can't even understand myself
I'm looking in the mirror but seeing someone else
How'd my face get so sad how'd these bags corrupt my eyes
Turmoil so intense it's showing up outside
Feeling the lights go out in my head
Love is a yarn and I'm losing the thread
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Feeling the changes upon my mind
I used to drive Now I'm sitting behind
I'm hurting inside
It gets worse with the passing of time
Not gonna go down not without a fight
I'll find a doctor and try to make it right
But medication's so hard I can't stand the side effects
Tried so many drugs I can't tell right from left
I'm Hysterical
Hysterical, Hysterical, Hysterical.
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Writer(s): Thomas Mills
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