pulling me up by the hole of my head
and my ears open up to the sounds of the violence
the conflict at hand is still steadily fed
as my head opens up to the sounds of disturbance
it disabled my mind to another state
of subconcious, obnoxious, paralysis drive
i deny gratifying impulses of hate
misdirection, perception, enabled too late
i was stung by the stinging
i'm bleeding from the biting
i was stung by the stinging
i'm bleeding from the biting anxiety
firing neurons in my head
will compel me to correct the source of disturbance
determinism makes me feel dead
i have not resolved my internal abundance
of instinct drives motivation of fantasy
is punished by my social state
result of the conflict produces anxiety
formulating pressure into hate
neuroticism engulfs all
defense mechanisms call out
i was stung by the stinging
i'm bleeding from the biting anxiety