LYRIC
Am I done? And is it over?
Please release me from this perfect paranoia
I fucked it up
And let it happen again
Oh fuck
Purposely pushing pins penetrating painfully
Sertraline got me feeling woozy
I fucked up
And let it happen again
And oh
I’m alone
So low
I’m hazy, come save me
Can’t move, I’m going under
Sour sights have ripped away my thunder
I fucked up
And let it happen again
I’m a whiplash, car crash, riot in the aftermath
Bad dreams, unclean, poison in the vaccine
I fucked up
And let it happen again
And oh
I’m alone
So low
I’m hazy, come save me
I never thought I’d be a masochist
I swear down I never asked for this
The plastic thrills and pills devolve to be
My anarchy
The dizzy heights and the blurry sights
Addictive but they hurt just right
The only thing that feels like home to me
Is my anarchy
And oh
I’m alone
I’m so low
I’m hazy, come save me
Fucked it up again
Plastic thrills and pills dissolving
Can’t stop myself it’s like I’m starving
Feels like home to me
My anarchy
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