Working Through the Negatives by Giant Bird Lyrics

I hear a weird sound
Something bad's about to happen
If I fall asleep right now

My body's shaking on its own
Gotta breathe slow
Four, seven, eight, till the panic gets low

See my brain is a mess
And I don't know what's wrong with it
Don't have the funds to get a test
So I guess I'm gonna run with it
Have fun with it
I'm done with it, and maybe one day
I'll be able to say I am one with it

It's a struggle sometimes
When I feel like my mind
Is playin tricks on me
Throwing kicks on me
When I'm down low
But I think I'll be fine cause I'm boutta smoke
Feel my head spinning
Hear the clock ticking
Feel the weed hitting while I'm flecking off the ash