Disassociation Lyrics

I'm a bit neurotic. Ever since a toddler, had a twisted logic

Carl Jung couldn't shift the rotten, unfitted psyche that has slipped unconscious

It's demonic; Freudian deposits. Psychotherapy could spot it

Narcissism and Gnosticism mixed with Nihilistic doctrines

Sitting pretty with a millimeter to my driftin’ noggen

I would cover the room in all-black; scenery as dim as heart is

Still as Gothic as the inner-walling of a Temple. Honest

I've done caught the spirit; offered a part of me that I can't live with gone

Disassociated face

Pendulum that's made to swing

I would use that shit to hang…

But this brain's a noose from day to day

Disassociated face

Pendulum that's made to swing

I would use that shit to hang…

But this brain's a noose from day to day

Scream Therapy

My halo leaks kerosene and bleeds terribly

Lit match against the streams. Each sclera seems

Like a Black-Hole Sun. My Sound Garden's full of treachery

Rest in Peace to Chris Cornell. He was telling me

Bipolar Hybrid Theories. Chester felt the enemy

I heard the message that you sent before your exiting

No one gets the complexities that depression leaves

Pains of realism and higher thought

I'm exhausted. Violent parts

I've been cautious of the diagnostic

Personality-splits. The sides don't cross

I'm a liar offering solid truth from a six-sided coffin; full of life, embalmed

Paradoxical head-space. Upright, but I'm dead-weight

My Animus is animate, speaking to me

My Animus is animate, speaking to me

Build your dream, I'll judge you with it

Reality: I won't permit it

Dreams to nightmares, watch me twist it

Project it back until you get it

Disassociated face

Pendulum that's made to swing

I would use that shit to hang…

But this brain's a noose from day to day

Disassociated face

Pendulum that's made to swing

I would use that shit to hang…

But this brain's a noose from day to day

My Animus is animate, speaking to me

My Animus is animate, speaking to me