I’m running low on serotoninChemical imbalance got me twisting thingsStabilize with medicineThere’s no depth to these feelingsDig deep, can’t hideFrom the corners of my mindI’m terrified of what’s insideI getIntrusive thoughts like cutting my hands offLike jumping in front of a busLike how do I make this stopWhen it feels like my therapist hates mePlease don’t let me go crazyPut me in a field with daisiesMight not work but I’ll take a maybeOh, been breaking dailyBut only me can save meSo I’m capitulatingCrying like a f**king babyI don’t wanna miss it ba-daI don’t wanna be sick ah-daI don’t la-ba-deh-deh-ba-dehDa-da-da-brrrrah-la-da-daI’m running low on serotoninChemical imbalance got me twisting thingsStabilize with medicineThere’s no depth to these feelingsDig deep, can’t hide
From the corners of my mindI’m terrified of what’s insideI getIntrusive thoughtsLike burning my hair offLike hurting somebody I loveLike does it ever really stop?When there’s control I lose itIncredibly impulsiveSo scared I’m gonna end up doing something stupidBut I try to contain itOh, it gets so drainingIt’s like my heart is failingEvery night I’m contemplatingMy inner voices saying “tough”So I try to brush it offYeah, try to brush it offI’m running low on serotoninChemical imbalance got me twisting thingsStabilize with medicineBut there’s no depth to these feelingsDig deep, can’t hideFrom the corners of my mindI’m terrified of what’s inside“kan man egentlig, kan man kjenne det I hjertet at hvis manFår blodpropp? Jeg følte liksom flere ganger at hjertet mittSlutta å slå og, sånn atLiksom, at jeg følte at jeg ble heltSånn tung og rar I kroppen…”
