Hypochondria

Disorder’s coming for me, you don’t believe it

You call me paranoid, just because you can’t see it

I got a sickness but they refuse the operation

Some call it a problem, addicted to self medication

You swear what’s wrong is only in my head

It’s never justified, I’m terrified

Would I be better off alone instead

If there’s no need for a remedy

Why do I feel like dying?

Yeah, you think that I’m fine

(You think that I’m fine)

But your reality and mine never did align

You think I need to unwind

But inside of my mind

I got a vision of

Up and down all these white halls

Banging my head into the padded walls

Blood draws, x-rays, I wanna hear the doctor say

They found a fix for me

Getting blurred, brain leaves rational behind

Out of sight out of mind, losing both, mad and blind

Tell me that I'm fine please, tell me that I'm fine

The voices no one hears, feeding on my doubts

If it's just a phase, why can’t I phase is it out

Talk me off a ledge, I wanna be alive

I don't wanna die

Losing a war with myself

Over my personal health

Screaming my thoughts at the wall

Cause you won’t listen at all

Try not to let my head win

I pray to God on my knees

Sometimes I wanna give in

And let it take me