Don't Freak Out!!!

I will not get my peace I will not rest my mind Until these centipedes Stop crawling up my spine Wrench in my rib cage It kind of feels like dying It's getting in my head It's telling me them lies Rubbing elbows My personal hell so Rocks bloody my shell toes Fine, I'll be like "hell no, bye" See a crowd, turn around Y'all can pass me by Clipped wings, man I ain't no social butterfly The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you" Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood Overly analyzing every little thing that I do Don't freak out! This is my prayer for sweet death and pet names While cultivating mic-drops wet as my sweat stains Private Dick Side-Eye is giving me chest pains My Telepathic cry for help is falling on deaf brains Won't be staying long Camouflage confetti bomb Pocket full of clammy palm Buggin' like I'm Anticon Head to the bathroom just so I can be alone in the stall I'll make it awkward for a person I admire at all The doors are open and I'm watching bodies filling the room I'm hearing voices saying "everybody's staring at you" Too many people now my paranoia's setting the mood Overly analyzing every little thing that I do Don't freak out! Choking on small talk Broke down but dolled up Whiskey helps me numb it, so what else would I do? Fridays are fun but Saturday's fucked up Sunday's when the scaries all come out and say "boo!" Don't freak out!