Panopticon (feat. Fran)

All eyes on me or is it me or someone else?

My brain is playing tricks

I can't distinguish

I need help

Reality becomes a concept

It all feels like a dream

Memories reeling in my head

I feel so terribly seen

The only control I have left is expecting the worst from me

Until I wanna slam my head against the wall repeatedly

I am the prisoner

I am the ward

I keep myself in check

My thoughts are like swords

My mind is an ocean too hard to control

My mind is the panopticon

But then it all makes sense again

My skin feels warm

I can laugh again

The world is light

The mirror is my friend

What has changed?

Please tell me, I need the medicine

I shouldn't need a cure for myself

But then why am I always the flaw in comparison?

I really shouldn't need a cure for myself

But then again what am I if not in a cell

I am the prisoner

I am the ward

I keep myself in check

My thoughts are like swords

My mind is an ocean too hard to control

My mind is the panopticon

I sleep 12 hours straight

My screen time fills the rest

Every foot outside the door feels like the final test

How do I live my life correct?

I don't know, tell me how

Ok google kill me now

I am the prisoner

I am the ward

I keep myself in check

My thoughts are like swords

My mind is an ocean too hard to control

My mind is the panopticon

But then the haze lifts

I can breathe once more

I can look people in the eyes at the convenience store

I sing under the shower

Feel like me not someone else

The cycle is complete

But when will it repeat itself?