Irritable Boy Syndrome

Don't speak to me until you see
Stain of bean juices on my teeth
I didn't get eight hours of sleep
Better believe I be cranky
Irritable Boy Syndrome
Symptoms include dying alone
Can't connect with nobody
Life's not what I thought it would be

He's alone, finally nobody bothers the
Man in the mirror 'til he's sick of himself

Doomed to come across controlling
Misophonia torturing
Honestly, I'm always on edge
Voices like punches to the head
Irritable Boy Syndrome
Condition of the heart and soul
Can't see what I got 'til it's gone
By then she's already moved on

He's alone, finally nobody bothers the
Man in the mirror 'til he's sick of himself
He's alone, finally nobody bothers the
Man in the mirror 'til he's sick of himself
Oh yea, my reflection is sick of himself
Oh yea, my reflection is sick of himself
Oh yea, my reflection is sick of himself



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