I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze I’m not sure if I should say this, fuck, I’ll say it anyway Everybody tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase I don’t know if it’s a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah
I battle with depression, but the question still remains Is this post-traumatic stressing or am I suppressing rage? And my doctor tries to tell me that I’m going through a phase Yeah, it’s not a fucking phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay?
Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit every day And it’s probably ’cause my demons simultaneously rage It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m a popular, popular monster
I think I’m going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace I’m in a race against myself, I try to keep a steady pace How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?
Oh my God, I keep on stressing, every second that I waste Is another second sooner to a blessing I won’t take But my therapist will tell me that I’m going through a stage Yeah, it’s not a fucking stage, I just wanna feel okay, okay
Motherfucker, now you got my attention I need to change a couple things ’cause something is missing And what if I were to lie? Tell you everything is fine Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave, I am terrified
I fell asleep at the wheel again Crashed my car just to feel again It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m a popular, popular fucking monster
Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh We’re sick and tired of wondering Praying to a god that you don’t believe We’re searching for the truth in the lost and found So the question I ask is Oh, where the fuck is your god now?
‘Cause I’m about to break down, I’m searching for a way out I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster I break down, falling into love now with falling apart I’m not a popular, popular monster
I’m a liar, I’m a cheater, I’m a non-believer I’m a popular, popular monster
My 2 Cents –
There is something awful about this process. That loss of faith. In God, In community, In Self. And it is worse when you are being told that there is something wrong with you at the same time. There is not a damn thing wrong with being a monster. Be a monster, be yourself, Be Unique (10 points if you know where that is from)
Who will save you? The voices want to end me With words just like a blade Cutting pieces from me ‘Til nothing remains, ’til I go insane Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me I keep on screamin’, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life Masters of seduction And I like how they dance Feeding my addiction I play their game, another hit of pain Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me I keep on screaming, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come I’m not well, I wish I was happy The world can’t help, ’cause this storm’s inside me Still, I try, I’m tryin’ to change But there’s something broken, fucked up in my brain Partum my demons, there’s no reason Part of me wants to be stuck in this dream, and I can’t save me I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t I keep on screaming, “Help!” (Who will save you?) I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell (who will save you?) Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself (who will save you?) Alone in my mind (in my mind), demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me? (When demons come to life) When demons come to life I’m not well, I wish I was happy (wish I was happy) Demons come to life
My 2 Cents –
this is a hard time of year for my mental health. my birthday is the 13th and I am still trying to figure out how I managed to live this long.
I’m Miss American Dream since I was seventeen Don’t matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me
I’m Miss bad media karma Another day another drama Guess I can’t see no harm In working and being a mama And with a kid on my arm I’m still an exception And you want a piece of me
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! This just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me)
I’m Mrs. ‘You want a piece of me?’ Tryin’ and pissin’ me off Well get in line with the paparazzi Who’s flippin’ me off Hopin’ I’ll resort to startin’ havoc And end up settlin’ in court Now are you sure you want a piece of me? I’m Mrs. ‘Most likely to get on TV for strippin’ on the streets’ When getting the groceries, no, for real Are you kidding me? No wonder there’s panic in the industry I mean please
I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Exta! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don’t matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon’ put pictures of my derriere in the magazine You want a piece of me? You want a piece of me You want a piece of me? I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s shameless! (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in (You want a piece of me) I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin (You want a piece of me) Oh yeah You want a piece of me
My 2 Cents –
Today (Sunday) I am running around trying to get everything done. I feel like I am being pulled in a million directions…and this song just feels right. Everybody wants a piece of me today. I will get it all but I may miss out on a detail or 5.
The voices want to end me With words just like a blade Cutting pieces from me ‘Til nothing remains, ’til I go insane
Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me
I keep on screamin’, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life
Masters of seduction And I like how they dance Feeding my addiction I play their game, another hit of pain
Eyes in the mirror that cannot be mine Beggin’ this stranger, “Get out of my mind” Fear overcomes me when I realize It’s only me
I keep on screaming, “Help!” I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself Alone in my mind, demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come
I’m not well, I wish I was happy The world can’t help, ’cause this storm’s inside me Still, I try, I’m tryin’ to change But there’s something broken, fucked up in my brain Partum my demons, there’s no reason Part of me wants to be stuck in this dream, and
I can’t save me I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t save me (Who will save you?) I can’t
I keep on screaming, “Help!” (Who will save you?) I cannot breathe, someone save me from this hell (who will save you?) Trapped in this fight, all I can find is myself (who will save you?) Alone in my mind (in my mind), demons come to life (who will save you?) And over time, demons come to life
Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me when demons come to life? (Who will save you?) Who will save me? (When demons come to life)
When demons come to life I’m not well, I wish I was happy (wish I was happy) Demons come to life
My 2 Cents –
I am not ready to talk about the concert here yet…it was not pleasant. So instead I will share the original song by Halocene and Laurin Babic. Both are usually cover bands. This is a wonderful effort. I will discuss the concert another day…Probably not this week.
I can’t unhear what you said You’re so messed in the head For all the pain that you spread to me
You got to live with the fact You stuck a knife in my back And then you laughed while you watched me bleed
What you got coming to ya you did to yourself Now you got coming to ya everything i felt
Like sliding down a razor blade Feeling every cut Sucker punch into the face Then you taste the blood I hope it hurts a little I hope it hurts you bad I hope it hurts a little more than that Like burning in the flames of fire Turning into ash Walking then you’re running On a bed of broken glass I hope it hurts a little I hope it hurts you bad I hope it hurts a little more, more than that
Sure hope you know how to pray And how to self medicate Cause when you come face to face with the fear
It’s there as long as you live Don’t look to me to forgive I think you know what you did What you did what you did
What you got coming to yeah you did to yourself Now you got coming to ya everything I felt
My 2 Cents –
So Thursday I am going to the Disturbed/Falling in Reverse/Plush Concert. I admit I had not really paid any attention to Plush. Now I am listening to them to fix that. I love the other two bands…and I am starting to grow fond of this one.