I freaked out, hysterically
Hyperventilating
Craving sleep with sweaty palms
And thinking death things
The day had went quite well
But then I reversed into Hell
I can\'t tell what\'s going on
The flow had stopped
I can\'t take my mind off it
God damn it, it\'s been a hot minute
I want to be my old self again
I\'m trying to find a new perspective
By the red statue, a week later
I feel great then I feel shit
By the fancy row of houses I walked
Got lost in some neighbourhood
Trying to find a new perspective
After midnight it\'s easier to smile
Like nothing bad has happened
But that doesn\'t mean the smile is earnest
The thoughts are still there in my head
Like unwanted guests shouting
I can\'t wait \'til it\'s morning
My mother\'s words have long digested
I get it, I get it
I want to be my old self again
I\'m trying to find a new perspective.