I'm feeling like a stranger in my own head Unrecognizing the symptoms of timing In patterns that I should have read Six days into November I'm so overwhelmed Can't get out of the bed and I'm back on my meds What's wrong with me? Not this again When will I accept that the sickness in me is treatable? All I gotta do is put in the work and take the pills (Sounds so easy but I'm tired) Of all the things they call me, on paper I'm manic depressive Waiting for my upswing, the low this time is quite impressive (Faking me is easy) ('Cause I'm a good liar) I don't think it counts if I only left the house for smokes I should eat soon but I'm all out of food Wasted all of my money, I'm broke But we could get high enough to convince ourselves That we're more that just what they tell us we are Yeah We're more than just two empty shells When will I accept that the sickness in me is treatable? All I gotta do is put in the work and take the pills (Sounds so easy but I'm tired) Of all the things they call me, on paper I'm manic depressive Waiting for my upswing, the low this time is quite impressive (Faking me is easy) ('Cause I'm a good liar) When will I accept that the sickness in me is treatable? All I gotta do is put in the work and take the pills Sounds so easy but I'm tired Of all the things they call me, on paper I'm manic depressive Waiting for my upswing, the low this time is quite impressive Faking me is easy 'Cause I'm a good liar