Tylenol/Anxiety
No amount of Tylenol is gonna numb out this pain
Keep distraction, when in ration my wounds marinate
With migraines
To my brain
From these demons I must face
I must face one day
For now caught up in the past
While the present's overcast
In some memories of entrapment
It's like I don't know what happens
When it happens
Time passes
That bitch called karma backstabbing
And that gash is
Fucking everlasting
I've been feeling all alone
I ain't got no loving
Learn to love up on my own
When I truly run
From words of a wise one
Or arms of a loved one
I'm burnt out and undone
Wonder who have I become
I'm really getting used to sitting in the frame of dark arts
It's temptation seducing
Gon' hit that bulls-eye, no dart
Butterflies surrounding as I'm beating to her black heart
Flying into the dark
And away from the stars
No amount of Tylenol is gonna numb out this pain
Keep distraction, when in ration my wounds marinate
With migraines
To my brain
From these demons I must face
I must face one day
For now caught up in the past
While the present's overcast
In some memories of entrapment
It's like I don't know what happens
When it happens
Time passes
That bitch called karma backstabbing
And that gash is
Fucking everlasting
I've been feeling all alone
I ain't got no loving
Learn to love up on my own
When I truly run
From words of a wise one
Or arms of a loved one
I'm burnt out and undone
Wonder who have I become
Mm, yeah, yeah
Always stressed out
Oh
A young Picasso with a frame in his scene
A yellow blindfold
Caution is all that he sees
It's so mesmerizing
All the fallacies that creep
It's unpractical, irrational
Of all the thoughts that seep
Into his mind
All the time
To the point of handicap and gap time
Put those seconds in a past sublime
Acting off of others, posing like a mime
Self compartmentalizing
Yeah he broken
Choking
Out every word
So used to the unspoken
Introverted heart
You gotta try hard to get that token
To him
To me
Cuz' God dammit her and I tore it apart and left it open
Making song after song, ain't no therapy can cope it
Doing wrong after wrong, my moralities are vacant
Fill my mind up with distractions
While my soul is on vacation
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of anxiety
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of this guilt in me
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of anxiety
Keep distraction, when in ration my wounds marinate
With migraines
To my brain
From these demons I must face
I must face one day
For now caught up in the past
While the present's overcast
In some memories of entrapment
It's like I don't know what happens
When it happens
Time passes
That bitch called karma backstabbing
And that gash is
Fucking everlasting
I've been feeling all alone
I ain't got no loving
Learn to love up on my own
When I truly run
From words of a wise one
Or arms of a loved one
I'm burnt out and undone
Wonder who have I become
I'm really getting used to sitting in the frame of dark arts
It's temptation seducing
Gon' hit that bulls-eye, no dart
Butterflies surrounding as I'm beating to her black heart
Flying into the dark
And away from the stars
No amount of Tylenol is gonna numb out this pain
Keep distraction, when in ration my wounds marinate
With migraines
To my brain
From these demons I must face
I must face one day
For now caught up in the past
While the present's overcast
In some memories of entrapment
It's like I don't know what happens
When it happens
Time passes
That bitch called karma backstabbing
And that gash is
Fucking everlasting
I've been feeling all alone
I ain't got no loving
Learn to love up on my own
When I truly run
From words of a wise one
Or arms of a loved one
I'm burnt out and undone
Wonder who have I become
Mm, yeah, yeah
Always stressed out
Oh
A young Picasso with a frame in his scene
A yellow blindfold
Caution is all that he sees
It's so mesmerizing
All the fallacies that creep
It's unpractical, irrational
Of all the thoughts that seep
Into his mind
All the time
To the point of handicap and gap time
Put those seconds in a past sublime
Acting off of others, posing like a mime
Self compartmentalizing
Yeah he broken
Choking
Out every word
So used to the unspoken
Introverted heart
You gotta try hard to get that token
To him
To me
Cuz' God dammit her and I tore it apart and left it open
Making song after song, ain't no therapy can cope it
Doing wrong after wrong, my moralities are vacant
Fill my mind up with distractions
While my soul is on vacation
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of anxiety
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of this guilt in me
Let me go
As I breathe
Letting go
Of anxiety
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Woloschak
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