Lyrics Maniq - Young Mvchetes

Caught between evils of govern and mental
Stressing the temple 'till I feel existential
Laughing at absurdity of the tragic
Maybe I'm - maybe I'm - maybe I'm panicked!
Maybe I'm - maybe you're - maybe we're pissed off
Agendas and theories and political rock salts
Keep gnashing against teeth of all of the pundits
Quick to respond and then quick to ignore it
Yet, am I complicit if I'm a partici
Pant in conditioning of the Divided
States and the states of those manipulated?
My "wokeness" and concern may well be belated
My coping and moping may turn friends against me
My absence and actions may leave Kody empty
Continued depression may finish this planet
Maybe I'm - maybe I'm - maybe I'm manic!

MAYBE I'M
MAYBE I'M
MAYBE I'M MANIC!

The fury kicks back...

AHH!
Walls closing 'round me from the darkness that's surrounding
Wars all around me from the hatred I'm providing
Worn by the tragic thoughts that continuously crowds me
Then left out to burn by my own self-neglect
Stab myself in the chest, and hope to fucking rest!
Break my neck; slit my wrist; sign my blood on your checks
Speak the needs; rip the sheet; stay and bleed; praise and preach
And prepare yourself 'fore you're dealt with this sickness in the head!
Panoramic! Constant banter! Brains abandoned! Dammit!
I can't manage death with standards notwithstanding manners!
Debt is set; the worst is left; fucking wrecked; bet!
Rain is best for the rest of the managed dollars
Or maybe I'm damaged!
Try to flee; stop and breathe; hit the floor - panic!
Maybe I'm - maybe I'm - maybe I'm damaged!
Or maybe I'm - maybe I'm - maybe I'm manic!

MAYBE I'M
MAYBE I'M
MAYBE I'M MANIC!

Your fury kicks back...
And may this world fucking burn to the ground!