Brain Sickness
All the nerves and anxiety is feeling like a curse
And all my demons are playing on the swing set
I'm not having fun like they are
I'm in the race car
It's time to hit the gas
I don't care if I crash
As long as I can get away from my past, ya
These pills got me feeling woozy
My body's getting loopy
I'll take another one 'till I collapse, ya
It's time to relapse
It's up to God 'if I ever come back
I got that brain sickness
Too much brain sickness, I'm feeling stuck
All the frustrations that I have to deal with sucks
In order for my brain to ever chill will take some luck
Can't move on cause all my wheels are busted
Depression makes me feel congested, ya
Demons are so dirty and disgusting
Nobody understands me, that's why they're fussing
I threw 'em in the trash can cause I don't trust them, ugh
I don't trust a soul, is that my demons or ego
Talking for me? If it is, I'll shoot them down, once I reload
So, is that why I'm so pissed? why my temper's dangerous?
Why my mood swings keep on switching? I got that brain sickness
All the nerves and anxiety is feeling like a curse
And all my demons are playing on the swing set
I'm not having fun like they are
I'm in the race car
It's time to hit the gas
I don't care if I crash
As long as I can get away from my past, ya
These pills got me feeling woozy
My body's getting loopy
I'll take another one 'till I collapse, ya
It's time to relapse
It's up to God 'if I ever come back
I got that brain sickness
And all my demons are playing on the swing set
I'm not having fun like they are
I'm in the race car
It's time to hit the gas
I don't care if I crash
As long as I can get away from my past, ya
These pills got me feeling woozy
My body's getting loopy
I'll take another one 'till I collapse, ya
It's time to relapse
It's up to God 'if I ever come back
I got that brain sickness
Too much brain sickness, I'm feeling stuck
All the frustrations that I have to deal with sucks
In order for my brain to ever chill will take some luck
Can't move on cause all my wheels are busted
Depression makes me feel congested, ya
Demons are so dirty and disgusting
Nobody understands me, that's why they're fussing
I threw 'em in the trash can cause I don't trust them, ugh
I don't trust a soul, is that my demons or ego
Talking for me? If it is, I'll shoot them down, once I reload
So, is that why I'm so pissed? why my temper's dangerous?
Why my mood swings keep on switching? I got that brain sickness
All the nerves and anxiety is feeling like a curse
And all my demons are playing on the swing set
I'm not having fun like they are
I'm in the race car
It's time to hit the gas
I don't care if I crash
As long as I can get away from my past, ya
These pills got me feeling woozy
My body's getting loopy
I'll take another one 'till I collapse, ya
It's time to relapse
It's up to God 'if I ever come back
I got that brain sickness
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Writer(s): Jordan Reynolds
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