Breakdown

It's a mental craze,

and it often runs like a maze.

The bitch runs like they're on cocaine

and it's driving me insane.

I feel trapped inside myself

and I can't seem to hear anyone else.

It's a true breakdown

and I feel it driving me closer and closer to the ground.

The thoughts won't stop

and the bitch is on parole watch.

Nothing in my brain will stop

it's like a mind proving clock.