Laura Jane Grace & The Devouring Mothers
Manic Depression
I need something or someone to keep me sane
Otherwise I'm gonna waste another day
Stare at my fucking phone
Think about everyone and everything I fucking hate
And how life is never gonna change

I'm not sure what I look forward to anymore
But I welcome sleep
And only will smoking weed kill the dread and anxiety
I try to recognize privilege present
And I'm thankful for good fortune
I don't want to sound ungrateful like I can't see the good going

But I can't help what my head is telling me
I can't stop myself from listening
Manic depression
Yeah
Endless obsessions
Yeah

Manic depression

I can see everything you've shown me, but you don't say anything
I'm so fucking over indirect vagueness
If you lack passion, just stop trying
How can I justify complicity? You're standing right in front of me
I can see you, and I can see, and that needs no apology
I need something or someone to relieve the tension and anxiety
Give me sex or drugs or destruction
Some kind of excitement please, even if it's terrifying
Shake or smack the shit out of me
Turn me upside down otherwise
I'm gonna drink and drink and drink

'Cause I can't help what my head is telling me
I can't stop myself from listening
Manic depression
Yeah
Endless obsessions
Yeah

No I can't help what my head is telling me
I can't stop myself from listening
Manic depression
Yeah
Endless obsessions
Yeah

Manic depression
Yeah
Endless Obsession
Yeah
Manic depression
Yeah