Out of my Mind lyrics

[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my Demons that see through my eyes
"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 eyes
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

[Verse 1: Ryan Oakes]
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, don't 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 the sh*t 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
[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my Demons that see through my eyes
"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 eyes
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

[Verse 2: Diggy Graves & Ryan Oakes]
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 f*ck?
I'm f*cking 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
[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
Don't want somebody to tell me I'm fine
Ferment my problems I bottle inside
I feed my Demons that see through my eyes
"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 eyes
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"

[Outro]
(Yeah, f*ck the medicine)
(No more therapy sessions)
(f*ck your white picket fences)
(I don't need none of that sh*t, f*ck you)
"Maybe I'm better off out of my mind"