No Witness

I am not crazy, I am not crazy I am not crazy, I am just a little fucked up We're all just a little fucked up, yeah Run it back so I have more time Life is always passing by Something messing with me in my mind Where do I draw the line? No one is a witness to what I feel inside Struggles inside of my head I need a new brain Because this one wants me dead There is nothing that can turn around, change around this situation I don't understand which way my brain is going, which direction? I'm at a loss for words, my bones and muscles hurt Vision starts to blur and I lose myself inside I might as well fucking die On thе borderline So many voices, so littlе time I can feel it bind Restricting my ability, creating this reality Run it back so I have more time Life always passes by Something messing with me in my mind Where do I draw the line? Anguish to my displeasure I feel it everyday, I feel the weight

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 20, 2026