Unstable
Make it up, out of it, battle it, take a hit
Gotta get out of it before it gets malignant
I’m digging my own grave, and being my own slave
I figure it’s gon’ take a miracle one day
To get it up off me, it’s killing me softly
The feeling is awfully, like jittering from coffee
Panic disorder, got me thinking it’s over
Can’t be feeling this torture, but it’s fully a scorcher
