Exotic & Bizarre

You've been through hell, you know it well The damage done is dangerous Stigmatic scars fill your memoirs A self-medicated saviour Oh Feel the crawling skin Oh The visions wearing thin No You're about to lose control You want your life to be exotic and bizarre Psychosomatically confined by who you are Your third-degree PTSD Dictates the way you live life You tick like a bomb, ev'rythings wrong They wisely keep the distance Oh Feel sweat and pain Oh Here it comes again No You're about to lose control You want your life to be exotic and bizarre Psychosomatically confined by who you are Barely alive at times, you struggle with it all To my surprise, you never made the call for help