Continually suppress myself, sometimes my head is too aware
Missing out on rest because sometimes I get too f**ing scared
The penalties of my mind doing sh** that yours don't..
Its boundaries forever missing, there's no cure, I'm left with hope
Hypochondriac as f**, aware of every capillary
Ain't a type of worry that you could name that I ain't have already
Anywhere I go there's no familiar faces
Anything I look at for too long just stops to make sense
Every single action that I take becomes a memory
Looking at the same picture, you don't see the sh** I see
Look a little closer, try to understand my pain
Geometric patterns in my sight before a migraine
Then my dissociation stops, I feel reality
But my perception and experience of it is so much
I disconnect immediately again before I throw up
I might be faking, but it's more than likely Satan's cold touch
If you want to know about overthinking, ask me how
I'm never sure, it could be purely panic, or I'm pa**ing out
And as I get older, yo, it just gets worse
Counting my steps to confirm my control, I feel cursed
At the same time I feel blessed it's all internally
Although I feel my soul grow weaker every word I speak
I was given this gift because I'm strong enough to handle it
Give my mind anything and it'll just dismantle it
Sometimes I won't even leave my house 'cause of a bad feeling
But it seems like I always get that mothaf**in bad feeling
I still ain't sure how to identify it when it f**ing matters
Forcing me to treat all of my feelings like they f**ing matter
If you want to know about overthinking, ask me how
I'm never sure, it could be purely panic, or I'm pa**ing out
I said If you want to know about overthinking, ask me how
I'm never sure, it could be f**ing panic, or I'm pa**ing out