It Took Two Months to Set Up This Psychiatrist Appointment

How am I doing? I'm doing great!

You said I'm making everyone uncomfortable
Said I'm weirdin' everybody out
I gotta lotta shit to say
But you told me to shut my mouth

And I am hiding in the shadows
I am just biding my time
I'll pull a full Ted Kaczynski
Hiding from the FBI

And Dr. Aken called it trauma
I said I didn't like the word
He said "Well what would you rather call it?"
I said "A jerk bein' a jerk"

And I got time on my hands and all the tools I need
I got these little white pills for my OCD

I'm not a holy man but man holy fuck
I feel like Jesus Christ fucking nailed up to the cross
I feel like Joan of Arc
Like fuckin' Paul the Apostle

I want your heart in my hands and my hands chopped off
I want this shit in my body til my body givеs up

Oh? How am I doing? I'm doing great



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Writer(s): Daymon Ryan
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