Stop talking for two seconds and maybe you could hear the cicadas outside
But probably not, given the screaming in your mind
Things are never quite quiet, it's no wonder you keep rambling
Too many thoughts passing through and not enough room to think to have a filter
You know you twist things, twist words and people
It doesn't really matter if it's unintentional
Take your medicine to clear the static cloud
Take your medicine to bring the noise down
You keep making noise like it's all you know how to do
It's mostly nonsense at this point, you don't think anything through
Take your medicine, shut it down, shut UP
Take a step back, sit down, shut up