Lyrics
When you suffer from schitzophrenia,
There ain't no f*** in' anaesthesia.
I got two seperate minds fighting for command,
All the while I feel pain too hard to stand.
And it's like I'm being pulled from either side,
A tug of war where each gets a turn in my mind.
While I'm the helpless body, just an outer shell,
Living every day in this mental hell.
How I pray for the day when I'm only one mind,
Can live happily ever after, one left behind.
But guns blaze, pain daily with my spirits at war,
I've lost all control, and I can't take anymore.
I'm constantly pacing, trying to combat the pain,
While opposing planes are trying to conquer my brain.
I feel the only way out will be the day when I'm dead,
I'm beg you; GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD.
Bella, horrida bella.
Two sides of my mind, they rival,
In a battle of good and evil.
You'd think I'd be rooting one side to win,
I don't care, I just wanna be myself again.
And now, anxious and torn, I await the cry,
The victorious roar, when my fate's decided.
No luck, my patience is wearing thin,
Why the f*** am I being punished for a life without sin?!
I'M SICK OF THIS sh** , JUST KILL ME NOW,
THE NOISE IN MY HEAD IS PAINFULLY LOUD.
I'M SCREAMING MYSELF TRYING TO DROWN IT OUT,
(But it won't go away, please make it f*** ing STOP!!)
I CAN'T STAND THE CACOPHONY,
THE BATTLE FOR MY IDENTITY.
BUT I BEG AND I PLEAD FOR AUTHORITY,
Now please... LEAVE ME, AND LET ME BE.
Bella, horrida bella.
I'm done, lying broken and numb,
Trembling, admitting defeat.
What else could I have done,
I surrender and retreat.
The pain was too hard to bear,
Got to the point where I didn't care.
Delirious, let the evil slip in there,
Was too late, by the time that I became aware.
I waved the white flag to the callous,
The dark side, infested with malice.
But what good is this mental palace,
With a suicidal carapace...?
I lie bleeding out, and waiting to die,
Closing all doors within my mind.
I disappear, forever forgotten,
Just a memory...
(Bella, horrida bella...)
A prisoner, of war, horrid wars, horrid wars.
A mental prisoner, of war, a P.O.W. in the, battle, for the, brain.
