I tried to find a way to fix what feels like nature, so it's stuck Hard to embrace what cannot change when it just makes you feel fucked Some pains, they felt, they vanished after so long unaddressed When I'm alone too long, I find these feelings were all repressed ♪ Hold my nose and breath and swallow three My chest bubbles up with escapees Gulp twice more if body does so please And then release ♪ And so the method helps you cope, return to memoized routine So I am pacified by reminders of times my mind was clean Sure not cure, but distraction is the safest in between Just to get me through this moment, this hour, this day, this week Tap legs, tug hair, smoke and stare at screen Meditation seems too hard for me But repetition helps these hard thoughts breathe Zone out reprieve ♪ So contemplation enters self-flagellation easily I beat myself up, but I'm now speaking metaphysically The existential dread debilitated with such frequency So I need coping mechanisms to still leave peacefully Hiccup cures and counting games I need Record breaking swallow-fest, indeed Reasoning fidget behavior, they read As hyperbole