Insane Video (MV)

Insane
Its what I told myself
(Insane)
Living through this hell
(There's no more room for you)
Like an animal
(Sometimes you've got to choose)
Insane
(What the hell to do)
Take me away

I got another problem and I'm not gonna stop it
I'm gonna wreak carnage on my forearms by carving a socket
A f*cking rocket to my logic
A topic you don't drop in
A bomb that's tickin' tockin' drippin' droppin'
Wishy-washy filthy fog that's cloggin' up my noggin'
Abomination a foreign wasteland to stay encaged in
A painted place to lay feint and wasted
Attaining correlation to the horror-scape jaded placement
My mind it cant be mine
My eyes are filled with reprise
I'm lying tied up while I'm being buried alive
I'm trying to be advised
I'm trying to speak with the evil demons that are deep inside
I'm tearing through the air like i'm struggling to survive
You may not know my kind
When you hear it and fear it cause you clearly don't know the reason why
I'm bat-shit like I'm totally backwards
In my own home-brewed contraption
Mental capacity's off edge
Emotionally stagnant

I'm starting with this sober
It's starting to come over
I'm losing my composure
I lost my way
Insane
There's no more room for you
Sometimes you gotta choose
What the hell to do
Instead of starting over
I think I needed closure
Now that I know that I have lost my way
Insane
Its what I've told myself
Living through this hell
Like an animal
Insane
Take me away

King of manipulation
I screw your brain so good you feeling naked
Your corpse complacent
While I'm painting pictures of your face
And hanging your frame in the basement
Soaked in anticipation
Hopeless and feeling vagrant
You know, from those pain medications
My jaws dented and augmented
My bones ripping through my clothes I don't get it
You know, the dope menace with both tenants
Psychosis of their own tendence
It's slow to erode but grows quicker
My brain thickens cause I stay picking the same pickings
I got these needles in my way
That stay protruding in my veins
They ain't giving me a break
Cause I take too many breaks from my own diagnosed sickness
I'm comatose slipping into a frozen grove of low living
And I don't get it

I'm starting with this sober
It's starting to come over
I'm losing my composure
I lost my way
Insane
There's no more room for you
Sometimes you gotta choose
What the hell to do
Instead of starting over
I think I needed closure
Now that I know that I have lost my way
Insane
Its what I've told myself
Living through this hell
Like an animal
Insane
Take me away