O.C.D. Lyrics

Album: Dementia

It was born with me, finishing always relieves me

All on the same line - side by side

I see the blood coming down, sometimes red and turning brown

All on the same line - side by side

If one of them - don't collaborate - destroy my goal

Start all over again - with more hate - to make it work

The details – can’t fail - stuck in jail

Like my song - stay strong - doesn't last long

The more we repeat the actions, the more we improve

My rituals are with me, a routine of obsessions

Already the thoughts... They dominate me

The voices tell me to be more aggressive

Perfection – symmetry – repetition – beliefs

Compulsion – cycle - anxiety – disease