Medic !

Paranoid and neurotic
Hallucinations never fading
What you see isn't what you believe
What you get is what you're getting

Self control is fantasy

There's a flaw in your logic
That alone will keep you guessing
All the tension that is building inside
Let it go or let it win

Holding on to fantasies
You won't throw away

You think you know
But you can't relate
You can't shut it off
And you can't escape

Second guess what you're feeling
Never let up for a minuet
Sanity that is slipping away
But apathetic to the limit

Self control is fantasy

On a roll with your problems
Can not help but to feed it

Holding on to fantasies
You won't throw away

You think you know
But you can't relate
You can't shut it off
And you can't escape

I know, I know what you think
I don't I don't want to be
I know, I know what you think
I know when you walk away



Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Breed
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