I'm So Mad at Myself
Slipped into hiding in my shell
Now I'm concerned for my mental health
I'm lying I'm not feeling well
The people who love me are starting to tell
Oh I think I need help
Call my therapist I've got severe symptoms I
Don't know how I got here just know that I am
This fear that I'm feeling is too much and I can't stand
Put a knife to my skin now I'm a skeleton
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
Throw my hands around my throat
I'm in my room alone
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
Is it my auto-immune disease
Tellin' my mind it would be at ease if I
Attack myself
Just like my cells are attacking my cells
I'm begging myself please
This is the worst that I've ever felt
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
I'm my own living hell
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
Well it's been made clear that I'm just some crazy
I'm just a convict who's looney and lazy
You haven't heard from me in days?
Don't worry I'll be out of it soon, it's a phase
Or I won't and it will take me on up to a better place
Maybe that won't be true but I'm fading
Can't get outta my room I'm evading everything
Can't do it anymore until I can again
Oh I can't stand again
Put a knife to my skin now I'm a skeleton
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
Throw my hands around my throat
I'm in my room alone
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Now I'm concerned for my mental health
I'm lying I'm not feeling well
The people who love me are starting to tell
Oh I think I need help
Call my therapist I've got severe symptoms I
Don't know how I got here just know that I am
This fear that I'm feeling is too much and I can't stand
Put a knife to my skin now I'm a skeleton
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
Throw my hands around my throat
I'm in my room alone
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
Is it my auto-immune disease
Tellin' my mind it would be at ease if I
Attack myself
Just like my cells are attacking my cells
I'm begging myself please
This is the worst that I've ever felt
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
I'm my own living hell
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
Well it's been made clear that I'm just some crazy
I'm just a convict who's looney and lazy
You haven't heard from me in days?
Don't worry I'll be out of it soon, it's a phase
Or I won't and it will take me on up to a better place
Maybe that won't be true but I'm fading
Can't get outta my room I'm evading everything
Can't do it anymore until I can again
Oh I can't stand again
Put a knife to my skin now I'm a skeleton
I'm so mad at myself
I'm so mad at myself
Throw my hands around my throat
I'm in my room alone
I'm so mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Oh
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
So mad at myself
Credits
Writer(s): Bri Calveri
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