Clinical Depression

I'm ready to walk the fuck out
Ready to crash on my best friends couch
Never feel like I'm going to figure it out
Heavy is the head that wears the fucking crown
Your hearts a fist, yeah it hurts when it hits
You don't love me but want me to suffer through this shit
Fuck you bitch want more than your friendship
But your dick's gone limp and I can't fix it
No, no, baby please don't go
I'll give you what you want if you just take this life slow
Your boat's filled with water but above the waves still float
Wanna hear a riddle
Your name's just a fucking joke

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual

Drink so much can't eat what's on your plate
Black tar wedding in a setting not so straight
You hide these feelings but the truth will still remain
I see the future
You can't even see what's in front of your face
Maybe drink the drama
Yeah maybe a different taste
But you fucked up the karma
Let the alcohol all go to waste
Hardly any now, party foul, getting the shakes
Still the realest motherfucker among all these fucking fakes

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual

Oh now it's my problem
My job to solve them
When you dropped me in this solvent
My flesh started dissolving
The demons started revolving
Hell, I hear you calling me
So take me as I am
I can't take anymore of this shit, I can hardly stand
Still strong enough to jump, my gesture will be grand
But not long enough for us to hold each other's hand, damn
Yes, yes, yes I hear your under stress
Can see you in duress
Asleep but not at rest
I have to admit I haven't been at my best
Just don't quit on me baby
Lately my life has been a mess
If I could take it back then differently I might act
I would share my heart with you to keep your heart intact
I would care a little more each day have an impact
I would dare not to care to us how others might react

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual

This imbalance of chemicals
The depression clinical
The obsession ritual
I hate that this feeling doesn't fucking feel mutual



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Writer(s): Timothy Powers
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