Name: [(Just)Another]Episode... by Clyde.
Duration: 8 min 14 s
Description: As heart-wrenchingly difficult as this was to make, I hope you enjoy.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Alright,
Bring that rigid kick drum in it’s NewAge shades of fucking rhythm
as the snare and base begin to devastate your nervous system
same old shit, same old mental health conditions
Just a story with no heroes and an inconsistent villain

Ugh, with diction better than my mental health
My gaze appears to leave behind dimensions of my inner self
Starry eyed and open mouthed
It looks as if I’m zoning out I’m zoning in on something else

Attention deficit, the legend of the pessimist
He struggles with depression but his rhetoric is excellent
Critics get unsettled by his general aesthetic but
Its more than just the music its his only working medicine

It’s the true surreal perspective of a manic depressive
The compulsive acts of Jack and every trance thy’ve affected
Everybody knew about the outcast and his sketches
only question was his level on the autism spectrum 

The descriptions of an maladaptive adolescent art anarchist
prescription side effects that seem to only do him harm its
Clyde, with two lips thicker than my repertoire
even sicker than these twitter bitches say they are patience thinner than an anorexic movie star
Catching on like all the trends of mental illness are

Oh, nobody asked? I didn’t ask if you were interested
Inside I’m fighting with the silence, it feels like no one’s listening
An antisocial mastermind confined within his scribblings is
Scribbling his masterpiece while chewing on his sweatshirt strings 
Clyde.

[Hook]
Over valleys, through the rivers, here I sing to you
Orange is clashing with a batch of sad midwestern blues

[Verse 2]
I can’t grasp the audacity
Deficiency of self esteem but never lacking apathy
Turns out that if you close your eyes it feels as if you’re fast asleep and
If you press the pen down hard the paper starts to bleed

But,
I only fear my shadow because I’m the one who cast it
This is madness, flipping chairs, I tear the tag off of my mattress, flipping tables, flipping pages, drawing just as a distraction, flipping switches, Flipping channels, damnit they’re all fucking static,
flip the script, flip my hands, don’t know the backs, flipping out, the walls are close, they’re closing in, it fades to black, I’m all alone, I know for sure, but still I feel eyes on my back, but then I flip to face the mirror and see a monster staring back

No matter how alone you feel, I promise someone keeps you safe
Pretend that he’s an astronaut and gaze out into outer space
Go blow the dust and cobwebs off those serotonin waves cause
We’ll worry bout tomorrow when tomorrow is today

your boyfriend reads epitome and thinks the word is epitome 
Still I’d take illiteracy in turn for feeling less alone
I have mental illness, shit, we all have mental illnesses
but all this mental illness isn’t worth it anymore
back before my back and forth 
when scraps of worth meant something more
I’d be asking for a second chance and clothes that came in orange
now it's after four, there’s scraping on my closet door, of course there’s monsters in my closet, fuck you mean i'm getting old?
Dial tones, I’ll make this microphone implode,
it’s time to take it up a notch while tearing down suburban roads
so as you were…..
In case you didn’t notice yet I’m coating this whole world in orange
I’m blowing up the internet and blowing out your headphones. Clyde.

[Hook]

NewAgeOrange...

BlownOut)...

Blown(Out)...

Pacing around back and forth thinking, "How could we come here?"
So desperate for attention, it was so clear

I know you're at home probably crying bout what you thought you lost
I hope you know that I'm waiting to rip that bandage off

Turn the key and what you'll see is what you'll get
Listen to me and you'll believe all the words I said
Count some sheep and get some sleep just rest that head
Believe me I won't leave your side again

Believe Me

As heart-wrenchingly difficult as this was to make, I hope you enjoy.

[(Just)Another]Episode...

A DELUSIONAL WASTE OF OXYGEN IN SOME EGOTISTICAL DUMBFUCK'S ORANGE COAT!

[(Just)Another]Episode...

Clyde.

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