Testo Harsh Light

This is my carcinogenic
This is my diaphoretic
I’ma burn so bright, you won’t forget it
Ha, psychotropic set-in offers no more relief
And when I pass the doors, the edge is beckoning me
Fuck, why can’t I hang this shit up?
On the verge of insanity, enough ain’t enough
I try but I can’t breathe And I can’t speak
Am I the man I see?

(Woah, woah, oh woah)
Harsh light, woah
And everybody wants to be in that
Now, are we not in that same position?
Beneath this harsh light

Pretty close but it’s not my best
Better concentrate on everything that’s coming next
'Cause something fundamental’s fucking up in my head
Ain’t no chemical imbalance justifies what I did
You can’t have your cake and eat it too
I’d rather get fucked up than to level with you Everybody has their masks and I got mine
But I don’t wanna come alive at the expense of that shine

(Woah, woah, oh woah
Woah, woah, oh woah)
Harsh light, woah
And everybody wants to be in that
Now, are we not in that same position?
Beneath this harsh light

All the pleasure in the world may transpire to be
Mere mitigation, momentary relief
Before I’m pushed back
To the void until my next, my next, my next, my next, my reprieve

(Woah, woah, oh woah)
Harsh light, woah
Everybody wants to be in that
Now, are we not in that same position?
Beneath this harsh light

Hey, hey