Hazmat Suit for the Mind

I've watched these films a thousand times
Tonight we have 90's, third round
And that way, another day: goodbye

I've watched the news but it's all fucked up
I guess we never had control
Breaking the inner thoughts on us

Yes I'm a little bit tired
Of these closed doors in my mind
I don't know when it all started
I'm trying making sense on my own
And as I breathe anxiety owns the room
And she gently aks me, how you endure?

Helicopters running around
I might freak out in brand new styles

The streets are closed and so is my mind
My hands are burning, overwashed

Yes I'm a little bit tired
Of these closed doors in my mind
I don't know when it all started
I'm trying making sense on my own
And as I breathe anxiety owns the room
And she gently asks me, how you endure?

Get me out of here whenever you can
Get me out of here whenever you can

Yes I'm a little bit tired
Of these closed doors in my mind
I don't know when it all started
I'm trying making sense on my own

And as I breathe anxiety owns the room
And she gently aks me, how do you endure?