Dissociative Fugue .

(Yeah) Look, it started off at 16, went back ten Clovis was really mean, was only ten years old Had it coming like little league, hard hitters Hitting myself before I felt the bitter side of me Imagine a boy getting lobotomy, it stuck with me Getting my bum whooped, helped with the bad But bad wasn't good enough to be who I was I am the lapped, this ain't my race Bet your bottom I had a better place to go to How could you be in the game, when games aren't not supposed to Be played by Christian that was supposed to be delivered eight years ago Anyways, I had to take a break These people are too far gone Is it me or is it you, or just the place that we have lost? Yeah too far headed, headed in every way except through Christ Minded my own business, business turned business, it was nice That's where I messed up though, how could I be up though? Living the way of a man on earth, how could I be up though? Yeah, grounded and surrounded by evil people It's really hard to be good in a word that don't want the sequel, (Second coming) (Yeah) I been programmed by dissociation, never got initiated But I'm still here, locked in a chair Eyes locked in, mind is elsewhere See that's the problem with the world we live in The air we breathe in, so intoxicated Signs and wonders all around the world That's the stuff we take in daily It's really scary, when your mind is programmed to be something it ain't And lately it's been hell on earth Speaking of dissociative disorder, talk about Hannah Upp Daughter of ministers, similar words of a another person stuck in they own mind Can't deny it was hell for me, imagine her Disappeared from the face of the earth Nobody could ever help Imagine the confusion that she had when she was someone else But when I figured out it wasn't just me I had a relapse, in a relapsed state of mind Collapsing to the ground