Trauma Bond

Trauma bond, holding on, where did it all go wrong

How could of I changed, fear flows through my veins

The chemicals hit my brain suicidal thoughts

Mixed with derealisation, they say I'm not acting the same

Dysmorphic and depressed, bitch come get some of it

I couldn't care less, break me down again

I don't want to feel the end, destroy what made me it's okay

Yeah the shrooms kicking in think I'm gonna fucking win

Imma come right out the bin, looking like I'm smoking spin

Blowing up, like the wind, can you see it in my skin

Morphing like I got a grin, no I'm not your fucking twin