ZOTiYAC - 1pm Tomorrow? lyrics

Oxymoronic therapy mandatory repose of
The mental foundation
Slowed in a language for 2 years old
Relaxation impossible with a setup so
Tactical telling me to
Be open and closing the door right after you

I think what I think
Don't matter especially after this
Interaction I'm sent to
Have and they claim a lack of compassion

Post evaluation it was found that I
Was fit to seek the treatment
They insisted I resisted for no reason

Yeah, ask me about a problem
Talk to me like I'm hollow
I could do this all day, shit
Just talk to me til' tomorrow
If only Ed Gein was here
He could lend me a mask to borrow
Appear in a lifejacket to watch
You drown in your sorrrow
Iris stabber with a glass
I'm collecting until the jar full
Trying me a marathon on
A million concealed marbles
Pull and reveal the arsenal arteries equal
Particles picked apart til you partial
Wrap the parts in a parcel

Apparently the evidence shown is a
Preface to the point
That stress is procreated, my favorite
Crutch is a little joint
But I could benefit even more from being
A android with a string to pull
And slit in the back for the
Mass to slip in coins

You get it all one day
You’re a delicate human specimen
Still you’re a novice mentally
Yet to begin progression
Hours pass along we have yet
To begin the session
Sit and listen and no speaking
Unless it’s to answer questions

This may feel like a punishment
Really this is a lesson
You can tell me everything
We’ll pretend that you never said it
Doctor patient confidentiality has set in
But you share at your discretion
Just try not to get arrested

Headspace overcrowded
Neurotek advanced lapscan 4000
Imagine yourself playing the piano
In the mountains keep your hands and feet
Apart and concentrate
The pain to feel it more
That way we’re sure we get some good results
Walkin contradiction like a
Pacifist neo activist
Yelling stop the violence
The act preformed is inadequate
Enter the lair of expertise
A bag of bones I'm draggin' like
A fuckin' psychological horror
Anime protagonist

Haphazardly haggard and self hazardous
Insatiable ate rappers and still ravenous
Walkin' contradiction like the pastor with a
Pack of bricks or most the
Shit that finds the way out the
Lips of the baddest bitch

Maybe that’s the issue
It’s how I been lookin' at the shit
I can’t thank you enough for reminded
Me all the bad in it
I do believe there’s some things in this
Life that we don't have to get
But I just finished moving past it
Thank you for unpacking it

No, no really
Actually I'm starting to get the grasp of it
So when I make mistakes I just
Tell myself it's an accident
Detaching my intent from the
Action and pleading abstinence
The absence of the evidence isn’t
Evidence absent is it?