Attack

I can't recall
Ever knowing what it's like to feel at all
And you can assume
That even thinking could lead to certain doom
I feel the sick upon my lips
And on my hands and fingertips
The heartbeat's loose and playing tricks
On my temple of soggy brick
A little high, a little low
A little in between and more before it goes

Dazed for days
I think its safe to say that I'm ashamed
Stunned, high-strung
Afraid of social interactions, and the sun

Dizzy, nauseous, drained
Heinous thoughts up in my brain
Chest contracts, the muscle pain
Heart's alright but mind is strained
Why don't you take your little precious thoughts?
And all your fucks, cause they're store-bought
Funnily enough it's all you've got
Chill out dude; Let's take some shots
I think I'm myself
Wait there's something else
Bad hand I've been dealt
Please help, I'm in hell
I think I'm myself
Wait there's something else
Bad hand I've been dealt
Please help, I'm in hell

Dazed for days
I think its safe to say that I'm ashamed
Stunned, high-strung
Afraid of social interactions, and the sun

I need a little divine intervention
Any form of torment prevention
And even though you're not gonna pay me attention
I just need a method to kill all the tension
I need a little divine intervention
Any form of torment prevention
And even though you're not gonna pay me attention
I just need a method to kill all the tension

I'd like to be
The one to sweep
You off of your feet
But I'm not my own
I sit here all alone