Psychosis

Every day I wake up and I have to deal with psychosis
Straight, strung, hungover or whatever I just don't feel right
I reach over clumsily and turn on the bedside light
Seeing things reaching over me in the slowly fading night

Every day I wake up I wish I was dead
So I go back to sleep and rest my head
Until my duties I have to face,
Of every day life in this fucking rat race

Impose on me your every will
I can never seem to just sit still
I long for a place where I can chill
But sunbeams scorch the windowsill

And sunbeams scorch the windowsill

Sunbeams on the windowsill

So banish night, encompass me
I try to walk so steadily
While shit pours down on top of me
I wish I wish I wish I was free

I wish I wish I was free

I wish I wish I wish I was free
But sunbeams scorch the windowsill

Every day I wake up and I have to deal with psychosis

Psychosis

Psychosis

I wish I was free.