Manic

I know you don’t believe me when I say that I am sorry
How could you be? You ask, but it’s like this Laurie,
I can’t control the things I do when anger gets the best of me
I never meant to hurt you and I see its time to set you free
I won’t take another year of your life, but before you go,
I really need to vent this strife, please tell me if I’m a psycho.

I can’t stand when people talk, every word so dense,
Their voices thunder wherever they walk, the pain is too intense.
It makes the blood boil inside my brain
It makes me want to spoil all their dreams and end their games.
It’s such a shame.

I can’t stand it when people drive like the blind
I just don’t understand, I want to destroy all their kind
Injustice on the TV makes me want to throw a fit
But the fake aspects of the media make me even more pissed

I don’t understand the rage I feel
And I know you don’t either
I just hoped we’d survive this deal
And buy a golden retriever
And get married do each other,
On a beach somewhere
My best man would be my brother,
You’d look beautiful with curly hair.
We’d both live long and fruitful lives
I’d be proud that I could call you wife
But none of that will happen now
Because I can’t control myself
The anger converts to pain,
Which is deepened by this rain
I’m falling down the rabbit hole
And I can’t find a ladder or a pole
Deeper and darker and full of wrath
Drug induced coma, I drowned in my bath.
She didn’t hear a word of this,
But I wish she could have,
Eternal life I cannot dismiss,
I couldn’t cut it babe, just a lowly hack