i’m broken down i’m a nervous wreck
 my heart is beating right out of my chest
 ant nothing feels familiar at all to me,

yeah, to me

my head is like a traffic jam
 i can’t stop crashing into bed
 but then again i find it hard to breathe,

yeah, to breathe

i can’t control things out of my head
 it makes my brain hurt
 i need radio-surgery

i’m hearing voices that are not there
 when no one calls i could be anywhere
 no medication could stop this spreading through me

yeah, through me

i can’t control things out of my head
 it makes my brain hurt
 i need radio-surgery
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my best friends don’t even know
 that my mind is going a thousand miles an hour
 i climb walls just to see the world
 but time slows down
 minutes turn to hours
 i force myself to open my eyes
 but i lose control
 hope turns to madness
 i can’t stop myself from walking backwards

yeeeah!

i can’t control things out of my head
 it makes my brain hurt
 i need radio-surgery

i’ve broken down i’m a nervous wreck

my heart is beating right out of my chest

i need radio-surgery!!