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I’m having trouble concentrating
I feel like my whole mind is fading
There is a presence serenading
My thoughts with their own narrating
Left to right
Front to back
I am consumed with a brain attack
Everything
I’ve ever thought
Overwritten with another thought
Finally
I get a grip
Chance to think when the demon hits with
Counter activity of hyper-fixation on a subject not relevant to anything that interests me at all
Everything that I have ever thought about in my entire life and then I have to think about it for another several years
I’m having trouble imitating
Someone that’s not disintegrating
The demon always lies in waiting
It’s notes extraneous and grating
Left to right
Front to back
I am consumed with a brain attack
Everything
I’ve ever thought
Overwritten with another thought
Finally
I get a grip
Chance to think when the demon hits with
Counter activity of hyper-fixation on a subject not relevant to anything that interests me at all
Every day I suffocate
From problems that I fabricate
I’m sure it’s very funny