ITS PRAGMATIC

Lyrics

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.