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Aug 27, 2009
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OCD
OCD
Can't stop these persistent thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Bursting at the seams from utter dread
Sequential processes clutter my head
Can't remove these repetitive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Body under pressure from the stress
Meticulous impulse I can't suppress
Obsessive-compulsive disorder
Sequential routine in strict order
My OCD
Is in my DNA
Please DNR
As I OD today
.
My OCD
Is in my DNA
Please DNR
When I OD today
Can't stop these intrusive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Irrational behaviour that you can all see
Psychotic depression is finally killing me
Can't remove these compulsive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Pushing my perfection to the extreme
Unrelenting paranoia voiced in my scream
Sequential routine in strict order
Obsessive-compulsive disorder
© 2009 Unsqueezed Productions
OCD2
Hands are clean
I check again
Down the stairs
One through to ten
Windows shut
I double check
The door is locked
Yet still I fret
Don't you fuckin' mess with the order
Leave it alone, it's my fuckin' disorder
Dot the I's
Cross the T's
Clothing perfect
Without a crease
.
Cross the T's
Dot the I's
Windscreen clear
Free from flies
The taps are off
Just a few more turns
I reach the car
My stomach churns
I check my watch
I've plenty of time
Back down the path
I follow the line
Don't you fuckin' mess with the order
Leave it alone, it's my fuckin' disorder
© 2009 Unsqueezed Productions
Can't stop these persistent thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Bursting at the seams from utter dread
Sequential processes clutter my head
Can't remove these repetitive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Body under pressure from the stress
Meticulous impulse I can't suppress
Obsessive-compulsive disorder
Sequential routine in strict order
My OCD
Is in my DNA
Please DNR
As I OD today
.
My OCD
Is in my DNA
Please DNR
When I OD today
Can't stop these intrusive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Irrational behaviour that you can all see
Psychotic depression is finally killing me
Can't remove these compulsive thoughts
Into habitual ritual, I am forced
Pushing my perfection to the extreme
Unrelenting paranoia voiced in my scream
Sequential routine in strict order
Obsessive-compulsive disorder
© 2009 Unsqueezed Productions
OCD2
Hands are clean
I check again
Down the stairs
One through to ten
Windows shut
I double check
The door is locked
Yet still I fret
Don't you fuckin' mess with the order
Leave it alone, it's my fuckin' disorder
Dot the I's
Cross the T's
Clothing perfect
Without a crease
.
Cross the T's
Dot the I's
Windscreen clear
Free from flies
The taps are off
Just a few more turns
I reach the car
My stomach churns
I check my watch
I've plenty of time
Back down the path
I follow the line
Don't you fuckin' mess with the order
Leave it alone, it's my fuckin' disorder
© 2009 Unsqueezed Productions
— Hooded Stranger, Aug 27, 2009
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