If I talk, when I talk - I'm done listening to me

My Internal monologue seeming to regret, I plead

If I hola when I'm hollow, a choke hazard I guarantee

My internal monologue seeming to be coming for me

And when I run, yeah I'm done, I'm done running from me

Im grasping at stitches while these witches progressively reach from the trees

Then I sweat, yeah I sweat, sweat dripping from me

And it tastes like medicated amphetamine

A risk of self destruction, pity that I'm still on the go

A guilty man trialing distraction, oh

Primal means, illiterate beings, beating chests and loading lead

My chimp paradox, amygdala controlling all the words I said

So when Im shifty, looking shifty fuelling the monkey inside my head

Self medicating to reduce the dread

A risk of self destruction, pity that I'm still on the go

A guilty man trialing distraction, keeping my nose out of the blow

Another emotional reaction, the limbic's taking full control

A substance used for my complexion, oh

Low self esteem, masked with self-congratulatory

Fear of caving in, doused in gasoline

Low self esteem, masked with self-congratulatory

Fear of caving in, inflamed with anxiety

And when I run, yeah I'm done, I'm done running from me

Im grasping at stitches while these witches progressively reach from the trees

Then I sweat, yeah I sweat, sweat dripping from me

And it taste like m-m-m-m-m

A risk of self destruction, pity that I'm still on the go

A guilty man trialing distraction, keeping my nose out of the blow

Another emotional reaction, the limbic's taking full control

A substance used for my complexion, oh