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Relapse prevent
Trigger intent
Now drown, high-strung
Say X amount of words
Your solar bipolar panic disorder seems
Harder & harder & harder
Still you try to control it
You mold the mold
Yeah you shape to mold
Boy your bold your bold
But your shape is bold
You’re symptom superficial
To what they call nonia
Minus the speed
Could you imagine the phobia?
OH!
(Recording )x2

Your brain is falty wiring
The reason for tiring
Keep treating the curse
Imagine the worst
Systematic, sympathetic, quite pathetic, apologetic, paramedic,
Your heart is prosthetic
A plate of quite peculiar on a dish of my own
A tablespoon of feather, tickle me to the bone
Give me recipes for happy
With the chemicals gone
Drinking freedom from the bottle to the tune of belong
Oh!
(Reporting…calling you to see)
Oh!
(Reporting, reporting, I can’t believe)
Oh!
(calling you to see)
Oh!
(I can’t believe)
The main game…
(Calling you to see)
Oh!

I’m Sick of shaking never waking
From the hell I achieved
I never knew you till you left me
With the crying disease
Another curing reassuring way to buckle the needs
"So mistreated," I repeated never blessing your sneeze
Now deleted & defeated I will stand on my own
Yeah, your memory that punches me
Has broken the bone
Give me recipes for sorry I’m admitting I’m wrong
Still your memory that punches me
Has broken a bone
OH!
(Reporting…I only want to see)
(Reporting, reporting, I can’t believe)
Oh!
(Reporting, I only want to see)
Oh!
(Reporting, Reporting)
(I can’t believe)
The main game…
I only want to see
The Main Game!
(Calling you to see)
(2 call outs…)