Mentally Fucked Intro Everyone constantly asks me Oh what happened to that happy little boy Years ago the little boy died The innocent little boy is gone Hes completely changed Hes no longer a nice little innocent boy So quit fucking asking Verse 1 Depression The constant session of depression The linear aggression has taken, my facial expressions I take discretion to my confessions Ive come to a cession from my suppression The possession of compression On my expressions are the question This rap session is full of complicated aggression The bull session of health professions Are not following a transgression progression Its a transferred possession of expressions The decompression of sense impression Is full of shitty fucking progression Pressin buttons on your professions For the prediction of cash making sessions In an instant we need to come to a confession That the line of succession is missin The actual regression of the system Is completely inconsistent this instant The learned profession is causing repossession Possessing the festering citizens and it aint helpin Chorus Everyone wants to know What happened to that little boy That always used to grow But see his emotions were toyed Until he was finally bestowed It threw him into an emotionless void Until the true ways were showed And eventually his feelings were destroyed X2 Verse 2 Anger Now my anger has gotten the best of me Hang you with a fucking coat hanger in the hangar You hangin around, callin my a fucking clown Down in the dumps, angry motherfucker now There aint no way youre calmin me down Clamp down the rules and have a grounding Dumbfounding how you can anger me so much Turnin into ta masked face fucking strangler Im just gettin angrier, and sinkin like an anchor Callin me a fucking faker, the hag wait The anger has set in more and more after I am depressed I turn into a tanker, swagger strangler in anger ya Im a strange motherfucker yup Come near me now motherfucker get fucked up Muster up, the bravery to come to my anger tree Try to calm me and comfort me Shaking my dagger around stupidly Say I am a cancer to society, Im wired G You dare fire me, stab you with a dagger Mess with me please, dont mess with me please, angrily Chorus Everyone wants to know What happened to that little boy That always used to grow But see his emotions were toyed Until he was finally bestowed It threw him into an emotionless void Until the true ways were shows And eventually his feelings were destroyed X2 Verse 3 OCD Eventually, my OCD gets the best of me Takin the words out of my mouth, angrily Fixing what Im doing for a salary Takes the enjoyment out of my daily routine Taking the fun out of everything Not being able to concentrate on a damn team Aint lettin my true self esteem gleam As I am constantly annoyed by me OCD Please, it may seem a little strange to you But dont feed these diseases, I beg you please Dont depress or anger me, dont tap my OCD Either, its constantly buggin me Pluckin the hairs I have left on my damn head I said see the way day and I live without this please I need a little help with these Im more unstable then a falling down scree Fall down mentally and scrap my mental knee Take out my brain and thinking keys So let me please, escape from the deadly diseases Im seepin the way to defeat these things. Depression, Anger, OCD Outro Now there, you fuckin happy You waned to know what happened Well there you fuckin go I cant take it anymore Figure the rest out yourself Since youve been blinded for so long Maybe know, youll finally understand
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