Chemistry
This electricity is get to me, so staticky
I start to get panicky it’s get manicky
The flow of electrons rushing through my veins
I see bloodstains in our brains
I feel insane
Letting go of all the negativity
I feel positivity
Productivity
Warm bodies covered in blood
I think we done
Stuck to the feeling
Are we breathing?
Protons coursing through my brain, getting rid of all this pain
Everything is so drained
We’re all insane
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