Sad excuse for a grip

Disorder runs rampant in my mind
Loose thoughts slipping through my sad excuse for a grip
Random ideas bouncing around like a rubber ball in a rubber room
Uncatchable

my mind is going numb
my mind is going numb

I find myself tripping in your eyes

Delusions creeping up from behind
Sticking, probing, trying everything to falter me
These floating thoughts will trip me up make you knowing me
psychopathically
Impossible

i have become
so mentally undone
i have become
my mind is going numb

You have tempted me forever

suddenly my thoughts come into mind
It seems Ive found the problem that has been plaguing me
i think of pain i think of death
and then i find my mind specificly incredible

i have become, i have become, i have become
so mentally undone
i have become, i have become, i have become
my mind is going numb

Dead girls bloom
In my garden of thought
Spreading and decaying
To become one with the silt of my mind

i have become
so mentally undone
i have become
my mind is going numb

i have become
so mentally undone
i have become
my mind is going numb