lirik lagu twisted imagery - miss diagnosis
[verse 1: twisted imagery]
you were happy to see me yesterday
but today you just look away
you say you need sp-ce
i say i need less to suffocate
with razor blades i medicate
i meditate to elevate to heaven’s gate
get turned down at the door, a h-llish fate
you tried to help me, and i called you a b-tch
because a helping hand morphed into a clenched fist
hit me in the gut, and if you had a bullet i’d wish
you’d pull it and not aim for the heart because surely you’d miss
my head is something that the sane will not dare to explore
my family doesn’t trust me, padlocks on their doors
sometimes i find myself yanking the chain too tight
until reality bites, just for spite, serves me right
i find it hard to sleep
so i think to myself, maybe if i die i’ll rest in peace
i’ll leave you with memories, the best of me
the rest of me you’ll have to forget, so i guess it’s best i leave
[hook: twisted imagery & the verbal surgeon (x2)]
i go toe to toe and wrestle myself to a split decision
my indecisions means it’s hard to fit in
i t–ter on the edge of insanities border’s
and i’m bound to go over
miss diagnosis wrote the order
[verse 2: twisted imagery]
say hi to my disorder, say hi to my disorder!
i love you, i hate you, i hate you, i love you, bipolar
they say i’m anti-social, like dyslexics, can’t be read
instead i publish all the transcripts in my head
so the narrative must be bad for my health
because the dialogue is between me and myself
i just wanted love, they f-cked me up with their drugs
so the straight jackets been the closest thing to a hug
my life’s a bad comedy say h-llo to the hostess
a toast from hopless to miss diagnosis
who’s been my drug dealer since the age of twelve
supplying the student body, pushing the product for wealth
i pull the curtain back in this play i’m sick of hurting
sick of working for a circus surplus, i’m certain
that if i had a pure thought my mind wouldn’t be a virgin
i’m sick of talking, i’ll leave it to verbal surgeon
[hook: twisted imagery & the verbal surgeon (x2)]
i go toe to toe and wrestle myself to a split decision
my indecisions means it’s hard to fit in
i t–ter on the edge of insanities border’s
and i’m bound to go over
miss diagnosis wrote the order
[verse 3: the verbal surgeon]
yeah… the verbal surgeon… real rap yo!
i’m feeling prescription pains
from the medication flowing through my veins
according to my characteristics i’m far from sane
now i’m battling myself and who’s the one to blame
no one but the bottle with the label baring my name
10 milligrams force fed as the solution
a pharmaceutical amphetamine pure body pollution
i used to think i couldn’t make it through the day
without a daily dosage of my daily poison in this game of life i play
a different path i stray it took some time to find the way
to come to terms with myself and realize without it i’m okay
i don’t need the counseling or your suggestions
my mind is what i need to survive i use it as a weapon
i’m trying to better myself and so i’m working hard
to tear down these emotional barriers and forget the scars
i’m never looking back my eyes are on the road ahead
there’s much to lose and much to gain in time before i’m dead
[hook: twisted imagery & the verbal surgeon (x2)]
i go toe to toe and wrestle myself to a split decision
my indecisions means it’s hard to fit in
i t–ter on the edge of insanities border’s
and i’m bound to go over
miss diagnosis wrote the order
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