Depression

All of this depression's been messin' with my head

I'm intoxicated, Roytrix hasn't been takin' his meds

I feel dead, maybe this time I'd be better off instead

Fake friends see the end when the bedroom's painted red

Feelin' like this animal might turn into a cannibal

I'm feelin' like it's Hannibal that's only eatin' vaginal

And all the voices in my head, they're completely understandable

They say they're supernatural, we're perfectly compatible

What is this connection? It's not from this dimension

I got demons lookin' at me through my own reflection