Lucid Interval Lyrics - Singles - Cephalic Carnage

You are paranoid with delusions of grandeur 

Somehow things ain't right 

There's an imbalance in your mind 

Chain reflex is slow, anxiety neuroses set in 

Breaking out in sweat 

Was it something that I said? 

Is your asthma flaring up? Why are you so pale? 

Hands are livid from punching holes in the wall 

(Thinking someone is in your brain) 

You never take your medicine 

That's you're always sick 

Looking so afraid, should I call your mom? 

I'm talking to myself, answer me, stop shaking 

Waiting from the ambulance 

To get your some help 

The deranged look you have 

You will cut yourself 

Don't grab that knife 

Why are you amputating me? 

I am your second personality 

Suicide is not the alternative 

If your trephinate I will not die 

We can live together 

Conjoined at the cephalic 

I command you to obey 

Don't try to kill me, I have my own life 

To separate, will be our demise 

Smoke some weed and relax 

You're going through a great deal of stress 

Fetid breath reeks 

Go brush your teeth 

You should get clean 

Your hair is full of grease 

This is a song about a man 

With an unnatural appendage at the skull 

When they have no weed they go insane 

Now they are stoned and get along 

A lucid interval will straighten this place out 

Fighting, you tore down the walls