But you out, just on your knees begging not todayyy...

It's all about me, and what's still happening today, I still be getting just too claustrophobic...

Not literal tho, just talking bout the OCD...

And not todayy, it's just been on with me...

Ever since then, it's been into me...

I don't know just what to do...

I don't know just what to do...

It's been all out with me in mass...

You see me, I'm not the one you seeing...

You seeing, another part that's being...

Too clinging, fadida fadida...

I wish that I could drain it outta me!!!!!...

I'm looking at you out,

Stepped in the slot...

When I didn't get you in...

Enclosed like a little inn...

Didn't feed me...

Not what I was expecting...

Everything is so disturbing...

And I long for it just wasted...

Cos I've been with this not trusted...

And I'm getting drained of

ataraxia, just a wild mania...

of aches, and arches of different areas...

and it's running wild

inside my head and all the files

of memories just try to calm

but nothing else, could do it harm

just froze it's arm

that's meant to put a soothing balm

to my palm, and tell me it's all done...

It said I'm here to stay!

I left, no way!

But it's much too late...

Looking for ways, to get rid of this pain...

To get it away...

Get it et it get it all away...

Just get it just get it away...

Too slow now, to get the work done...

To lift me off of this burden now or done...

Enough enough, of all this worry...

Accept now that it's still here with no help...

To lift it off...

I'm finding it hard to get it off of me...

Stuck with me now, I will have to live with it...

Who'd wanna do it cos of me...

Who the hell, who the hell would cos of me?...

Tryna bring me down...

Tryna bring me down, bringing me down...