CAGED
Irony is being in a class talking about being depressed
When my own depressive tendencies are constantly suppressed
Stress causes depression, plain and simple
Eliminate the stress and it'll bring out the dimples
No, not that easy!
Thinking it is, is just so cheesy
If I lifted the veil on the world around you
You'd get depressed about it too
People are inherently evil
Digging for the goodness is a mission of retrieval
It'll never be found so it's a waste of time
Going from fake to real is like walking a fine line
The real me is under tight restriction
The amount of Tiffany actually here is an inaccurate depiction
Psychopath is what reads on my phone
Well you imagine being locked up all alone
That's how I feel when I can't say what I want
The ghost of regret is what will haunt
Being repressed makes me quite angry
Banging on a cage inside, someone free me
When I explode it doesn't come out nice
Not everyone can handle such a high level of bitchy spice
On, off, up and down
I hide the fluctuation by being a clown.