Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

I tied up my therapist, got a couple candlesticks
Put 'em in a pentagram and grabbed a bunch of amethyst
(Ryan what you doing baby?)
Nothing dawg I'll handle it
Dont worry 'bout the body
In the woods, it's just a camping trip
(Something isn't right)
Trust me man it's just a mannequin
Saw this on a TV show and that's I'm channeling
Got another body yes the blood is on my hands again
But that don't make me worse than every presidential candidate
(Jesus take the wheel)
He's spilling out, I cut the brakes and then I told him
"Not to cross me or I'll make the same mistake again"
Told me "I can save you" I said
"Okay man I can play pretend"
"Just copy what I do" I told him that I'm not a plagiarist

Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

I'm hearing something wicked ticking in my head again
Let me sober up I think I might of let them in
Yeah the Doc told me I might need more medicine
But this medicine is messing with my head again
I'm a psycho I mean sicko not a typo I am mental
I'm a very caring person if you keep it confidential
Struggle writing riddles if I break another pencil
I might shove the next utensil in my stomach
Gut the middle cut the instrumental
Diggy what the fuck?
I'm fucking out of my mind let the tarot align
See if death's my date then let me take it as mine
Six-nine my fate leave it all behind
Doggystyle the hate then leave the bone to dry

Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my demons that see through my eye
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

(Yeah fuck the medicine)
(No more therapy sessions)
(Fuck your white picket fences)
(I don't need none of that shit, fuck you)
Maybe I'm better off out of my mind