DYSPHORiC

Nothings making sense Everyday I sit on the fence I always end up losing Everyday I'm so happy I have them Keeping me warm While I try to get off it And my mind is at war Head on my shoulders, connection got tore Who are you? That's not me Somethings in my forum Too many drugs, brain not in tact Digging their claws in, need them to retract Round 2 start the new act Draw in the circle, making a pact Back getting sore, about to take 4 Picking myself up off of the floor I don't know anymore What happened? My heart is in pieces at your door (Your door) Nothings making sense Everyday I sit on the fence I always end up losing Everyday I'm so happy I have them Keeping me warm While I try to get off it And my mind is at war At war What is it all for? I'm on all four In a new place Where do I start? I'm breaking the walls down, I'll tear them apart Look at me, am I one or the other? Am I one or the other? I can't tell (I can't tell) (I can't tell) Who am I anymore, is this hell?