Misanthropic Holiday or Vacation
You've been diagnosed
The symptoms make you choke on the air you breathe
Wounded with guilt and shame, unstable empathy
Find the right pills and adjust the way you see
New age therapy scams have welcomed you with open arms
Validate with gaslight to empty your pockets
Cause more confusion and irreparable harm
Social media feeds feed you memes with bullet points
Wellness-pushers armed to the teeth
Pushing placebo supplements and bullshit remedies
All of these offers come at you for a pretentious fee
Dig deep and research their anecdotal doublespeak
Until your fucking eyes bleed
A mind like a sieve, life is finite, unsteady and heavy
You can't own the damage when the damage owns you
So you better be ready
You can't clean deep cuts
If you're bleeding through the people you love
Find the bandage that fits
Your trauma doesn't mean shit until you learn to deal with it
Imprints on light blue with the letter k
Embossed white bars that read: x a n a x 2
Tailored pharmaceutical fits to suit you
Until the side-effects rip you apart at the seams
Lucid dreams detached and subdued
Self-destructive road tripping to self-reflection ghost towns
Vacations to the ends of the brain's capacity
To find there is no vacancies
Reach for the tools to slow your breathing
Apologize to the ones you've mistreated
Anything to keep your heart from exploding
A mind like a sieve, life is finite, unsteady and heavy
You can't own the damage when the damage owns you
So you better be ready
You can't clean deep cuts
If you're bleeding through the people you love
Find the bandage that fits
Your trauma doesn't mean shit until you learn to deal with it
On your knees (Ideation consumes)
On your knees to fix collateral damage
On your knees, on your knees, ideation consumes
Until you cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
A heavy toll for you to fix you when you're left in a waiting room
Can't fix the war in your head if you're not on the mend
You can't own the damage
When the damage owns you
Cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
When the damage owns you
The symptoms make you choke on the air you breathe
Wounded with guilt and shame, unstable empathy
Find the right pills and adjust the way you see
New age therapy scams have welcomed you with open arms
Validate with gaslight to empty your pockets
Cause more confusion and irreparable harm
Social media feeds feed you memes with bullet points
Wellness-pushers armed to the teeth
Pushing placebo supplements and bullshit remedies
All of these offers come at you for a pretentious fee
Dig deep and research their anecdotal doublespeak
Until your fucking eyes bleed
A mind like a sieve, life is finite, unsteady and heavy
You can't own the damage when the damage owns you
So you better be ready
You can't clean deep cuts
If you're bleeding through the people you love
Find the bandage that fits
Your trauma doesn't mean shit until you learn to deal with it
Imprints on light blue with the letter k
Embossed white bars that read: x a n a x 2
Tailored pharmaceutical fits to suit you
Until the side-effects rip you apart at the seams
Lucid dreams detached and subdued
Self-destructive road tripping to self-reflection ghost towns
Vacations to the ends of the brain's capacity
To find there is no vacancies
Reach for the tools to slow your breathing
Apologize to the ones you've mistreated
Anything to keep your heart from exploding
A mind like a sieve, life is finite, unsteady and heavy
You can't own the damage when the damage owns you
So you better be ready
You can't clean deep cuts
If you're bleeding through the people you love
Find the bandage that fits
Your trauma doesn't mean shit until you learn to deal with it
On your knees (Ideation consumes)
On your knees to fix collateral damage
On your knees, on your knees, ideation consumes
Until you cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
A heavy toll for you to fix you when you're left in a waiting room
Can't fix the war in your head if you're not on the mend
You can't own the damage
When the damage owns you
Cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
Cleanse the wound
When the damage owns you
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