I'm sick of feeling like I'm in a box
I'm so crazy that I can't be diagnosed
Do the doctors really know what they're spewing out
Or are they just robots feeding us scraps
I'm a human being not a rat
Fueling all my problems while I rot
Will my whole life feel like I'm in a cage
Or will I turn my panic into something great
I feel like I could cry I ain't even sad
Emotions eating me alive now I'm shaking bad
And the more they fight with me I wanna fight back
Had to fuck around and find out
When I take benzos
I hate myself
On Lexapro
I'm someone else
I tried it all
But nothin' helps
Every day I hope to hell that I can harness
Every day I hope to hell I can harness
