Desecrator - Manic

Panic, pathetic, internal dialogue
Dramatic, pragmatic, lack of control
Swimming in emotion so thick I cannot breathe
Fight against the current, drowning endlessly
Make it through another day, make it look alright
Hanging on with bony fists, white knuckles, hold on tight
Darkness rises, fear takes control
Manic depression, my head is a prison
Total fixation with isolation
Massive regression, my head is a prison
Unclean obsession, my annihilation
Pills, prescriptions, doctors, chemists, phychs
Notes in session, are you feeling alright?
Their words, degrees, they don't understand
What I'm going through, the madness that I am
No end, no cure, no release, must endure
Walk it off, talk it out, chin up son it'll be alright
It won't be alright
Manic depression, my head is a prison
Total fixation with isolation
Massive regression, my head is a prison
Unclean obsession, my annihilation
There's a cancer growing inside my soul
Fighting me to take control
Eating from the inside out
Taking form through fear and doubt
Manic depression

Written by:
Andrew Hudson, Gerad Biesboer, Riley Strong

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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