Hypochondria Testo

Whoa oh oh
What's wrong with me
Am I overreacting
No oh oh
There has to be
A consequence for me

I tend to think about the worst of outcomes
What you feel is fake, what you feel is fake
My mind makes up so many problems What you feel is fake, what you feel is fake
You just don't get it cause my past is haunting
Just get over it, just get over it
And I'm obsessed with all kinds of ugly
Just get over it, just get over it

It seems like all I've done was sin

Whoa oh oh
What's wrong with me
Am I overreacting
No oh oh
There has to be
A consequence for me

It's a fact that I'm going crazy
Just get over it, just get over it
It's the fiction that makes my mind hazy
What you feel is fake, what you feel is fake
It seems like all I've done was sin

Whoa oh oh
What's wrong with me
Am I overreacting
No oh oh
There has to be
A consequence for me

I'm a stranger, a sinner, a stray
I'm a demon who's changed his ways
I'm a free man that's made mistakes
But my past locks me down in chains
I'm your best friend that you cannot trust
I'm the halo looking over us
I'm a captive held against his will
With no help when I've fallen ill

Whoa oh oh
What's wrong with me
Am I overreacting

Whoa oh oh
What's wrong with me
Am I overreacting
No oh oh
There has to be
A consequence for me