Cephalic Carnage - Lucid Interval lyrics
[Cephalic Carnage - Lucid Interval lyrics]
You are paranoid, with delusions of grandeur
Somehow things ain't right
There's an imbalance in your mind
Chain reflex is slow, anxiety neuroses set in
Breaking out in sweat
Was it something that I said?
Is your asthma flaring up? Why
Are you so pale?
Hands are livid from punching
Holes in the wall
(Thinking someone is in your brain)
You never take your medicine
That's you're always sick!
Looking so afraid, should I call your mom
I'm talking to myself, answer me
Stop shaking waiting from the ambulance
To get your some help
The deranged look you have
You will cut yourself don't grab that knife!
Why are you amputating me?
I am your second personality!
Suicide is not the alternative!
If your trephinate I will not die
We can live together
Conjoined at the cephalic i
Command you to obey
Don't try to kill me, I have my own life
To separate, will be our demise!
Smoke some weed and relax!
You're going thru a great deal of stress
Fetid breath reeks, go brush your teeth
You should get clean
Your hair is full of grease!
This is a song about a man
With an unnatural appendage at the skull
When they have no weed they go insane
Now they are stoned and get along
A lucid interval will straighten
This place out
Fighting you tore down the walls
Somehow things ain't right
There's an imbalance in your mind
Chain reflex is slow, anxiety neuroses set in
Breaking out in sweat
Was it something that I said?
Is your asthma flaring up? Why
Are you so pale?
Hands are livid from punching
Holes in the wall
(Thinking someone is in your brain)
You never take your medicine
That's you're always sick!
Looking so afraid, should I call your mom
I'm talking to myself, answer me
Stop shaking waiting from the ambulance
To get your some help
The deranged look you have
You will cut yourself don't grab that knife!
Why are you amputating me?
I am your second personality!
Suicide is not the alternative!
If your trephinate I will not die
We can live together
Conjoined at the cephalic i
Command you to obey
Don't try to kill me, I have my own life
To separate, will be our demise!
Smoke some weed and relax!
You're going thru a great deal of stress
Fetid breath reeks, go brush your teeth
You should get clean
Your hair is full of grease!
This is a song about a man
With an unnatural appendage at the skull
When they have no weed they go insane
Now they are stoned and get along
A lucid interval will straighten
This place out
Fighting you tore down the walls