Psychotic psychosis
My diagnosis is one I've imposed on myself
It gets hard to focus, can't tell where my hope is
When I dance alone with the ghost of this hell
But I get by (I get by)
Holding matches right up to the gallons of gasoline
That I've drenched over my mind 'til it's all up in flames
And I'm dried up begging for just one more taste
Take the edge off all around
Turn my head 'til I have lost what I've found (turn my head 'til I have lost what I've found)
Dull the senses (dull the senses), ease the pain (ease the pain)
When I've used up every chemical in my brain
Psychotic psychosis
My diagnosis is one I've imposed on myself
It gets hard to focus, can't tell where my hope is
When I dance alone with the ghost of this hell (one, two, three)
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(Wait)
It gets hard to focus, can't tell where my hope is
When I dance alone with the ghost of this hell
Yeah, I get by
Pretending I know what it's like to feel alive
While I suffocate on every inhibition crowding my mind
Reaching out for every little hit of dopamine close to me
Hoping it might
Take the edge off all around
Turn my head 'til I have lost what I've found (turn my head 'til I have lost what I've found)
Dull the senses (dull the senses), ease the pain (ease the pain)
When I've used up every chemical in my brain
Psychotic psychosis
My diagnosis is one I've imposed on myself (wait)
Turn my head 'til I've
Turn my head 'til I've lost what I found
(Turn my head around)