If I'm alone with my thoughts it's an eternal battle
That's why I coach myself and like the prescription bottle rattle
Every now and then, have an attack f*ckin' regress from the stress
Gotta yank myself back on the saddle
Sometimes I truly believe I'm goin' crazy
Elmer Fudd, thought I was off-tune and would be sent to the looney bin
I mean the shit's been goin' on since I was a damn baby
My parents knew somethin' wasn't right from the beginning
I see it as a monster that's repeatedly slain
Or the evil beast within me that needs to be caged
I talk to myself, so I come off as removed, mysterious and strange
I guess it added to my problems at school wanted to act through violence
That stemmed from being bullied I haven't cried since
I would just grit my teeth
And take it the laughter haunted me, taunted me in my sleep
I'm the architect and my walls will never again be breached
These walls have been torn down
No doubt, they're being rebuilt stronger than ever
Outta pure metal, so that my heart can f*ckin' settle
And not get shredded, because the scars will always be embedded
My short temper gets to me so I gotta blow off steam like a screamin' tea kettle
Social situations cause me stress to no end
A lot of shit pisses me off and smolders in my head the pressure won't distend
I'm the best she ever had still she plays games with my head
I'm trapped in my own head
Instead of goin' off on you f*ckin' soul suckin' sluts
Just clench my fist and let fester the inevitable combustion blast my headphones alone And let the music vibrate and set the tone
I got no more tears left to soak, but constantly under construction like Noah's Ark
I mean the design's a good start but it ain't no extravagant piece of art, it's just a Blueprint, word to Tinman I'm lackin' a heart