It Took Me Two Months to Set Up This Psychiatrist Appointment lyrics

[Cell phone call quality]
How am I doing? I'm doing great!

[Verse 1]
You said I'm making everyone uncomfortable
Said I'm weirdin' everybody out
I gotta lotta sh*t to say
But you told me to shut my mouth
And I am hiding in the shadows
I am just biding my time
I'll pull a full Ted Kaczynski
Hiding from the FBI

(Instrumental)

[Verse 2]
And Dr. Aken called it trauma
I said I didn't like the word
He said well what would you rather call it?
I said a j*rk bein' a j*rk
And I got time on my hands and all the tools I need
I got these little white pills for my OCD

[Chorus]
I'm not a holy man but man holy f*ck
I feel like Jesus Christ f*cking nailed up to the cross
I feel like Joan of Arc
Like f*cking Paul the Apostle
I want this sh*t in my bones and this sh*t in my muscles
I want your heart in my hands and my hands chopped off
I want this sh*t in my body til my body givеs up