My Brain - Tree

In the damp cramped horrors of my

Of my wretched brain

There lurk these little creatures

Leeches drive me insane

My brain, my pain

Why is it your need?

Why is it your feed?

Why don’t you let it be?

My brain

I can feel them ripping, tearing, shredding in my head

I’m going to rip my eyeballs out and I’ll probably end up dead

My brain, my brain

Why is it your need?

Why is it your feed?

Why don’t you let it be?

My brain

I’m not responsible for half the things I do

Like killing my whole family and my neighbor’s dog, too

My brain, my brain

Why is it your need?

Why is it your feed?

Why don’t you let it be?

My brain

Life is so precious

My parents didn’t love me

My parents didn’t, didn’t love me when I was a child

So I kick it out on my pups