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On the border of going crazy,
I'm feeling ever so slightly lazy
And don't really want to talk about it,
But I know there's no getting around it.

My heart on a spit of my own creation,
Overcome with freezing and burning sensations.
I just laugh, but I want to cry.
I try to live, but I want to die.

There must be a voodoo doll with my hair,
But I feel all the needles, can't get any air.
Is it still my own imagination getting the best of me,
Taking me bit by bit, wanting the rest of me?

My mind overpowers me like a great empire,
But the second my heart glows with fire,
I'm like a mouse on a wheel, going nowhere fast.
It never really matters if the fling will last.

But when things go down, I crash and burn.
I know not to hold on, but I'll never learn.
All I've got to do is go numb in the process
And I won't feel a thing as I land in the mess.

Can't escape what's in my head.
I should feel gratitude, but regret instead.
I still have time to break my fall,
But what's the use when you've lost it all?

Press on, press on, no turning back.
I'm an idiot for believing, but I don't lack
The strength to hold the weight of many.
That's right, I'm like the X-men: uncanny!

You can go ahead and say I'm crazy. I won't deny!
I'm rather gifted with letting things slide.
Till I find my mind again and get a good night's sleep,
Feel free to leave a message after the beep.