Testo SICK - Chandler Leighton

SICK

I’ve been good turning off my emotions
Never let anyone see your guard down
Too proud just
frozen
Iced out I’m six feet underground
And I taste dirt in my mouth
Dead but at least it’s quiet now
Screaming but no one hears a sound
I’m avoidant, dismissive, always tryna fit in
A sink full of dishes, add to the statistic
Can’t cut my addictions
I burned all my bridges
Blame it on the sickness
At least I’m consistent
My therapist told me to breathe
(Told me to breathe)
But how can I do that when I’m underneath
I’m sick
Medicated manic
Suffocating panic
Escalating
Someone come quick
I’m losing my shit
My body is shaking
I’m s-s-s-sick
I’m on autopilot
Starting a riot inside of my head
Rolling the dice and
They coming up sixes
Everytime that they land
Burning holes in my hand
Crucified on the stand
Killing me over and over and over again
I’m sick
Medicated manic
Suffocating panic
Escalating
Someone come quick
I’m losing my shit
My body is shaking
I’m s-s-s-sick
I’m sick
Medicated manic
Suffocating panic
Escalating
Someone come quick
I’m losing my shit
My body is shaking
I’m s-s-s-sick