ITS PRAGMATIC
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First thing in the morning
I'm already enduring
a Panic
that's got me feeling frantic
so I go to an automatic tactic
it's pragmatic
the way i fight back
i forbid it from preventing me to live my life
i've survived
everyone of my very worst days
yeah I'm undefeated
but mostly I've went untreated subjected to a hell
that I daily expel
to release
me for a little bit at least
still
I'm screaming inside
it's creeping despite
my steady breathing
I'm freaking
there's no chance of speaking
i can't ask for help
so by myself I'm always held
while seeking freedom
from these mental beatings endlessly repeating
stealing my ambition
God why was I givin this mental prison
listen I fought threw it all an still I've risen
to live in what was once just an unlikely vision
ya and I'm absolutely loving living I hope you know I'm just kidding but I'm willing
to start revealing
my feelings
an stop letting my mental steal
my mind from having the ability to heal
ya it's real
that I can't deal
with the way I feel
and still to heal
is hard as steel
it's surreal
how it steals
my ideals in time it reveals
every fear I've tried to conceal it's unreal
what's the deal
with wishing I could be killed
it thrills
me as it runs through my mind like a movie reel
but the panic builds
so my doctor fills
me with pills
with endless refills
until
I lose all will.
for real I need to fucking chill.