Schizophrenic Mindset

The opponent, ANTITHETICAL to HAPPINESS, steps into the ring

                                                                                                                                                   And I have YET to put on my boxing gloves

When HE strikes, I FALL to the bottom of the deepest sea

As I DROWN, HE can still dig under my SKIN with his thoughts

My schizophrenic mind KILLS every inch of faith I'll have left

My schizophrenic mind MURDERS every chance of winning this battle

But HE'S familiar

His incense of cannabis and a hint of blood

For now my FEAR is unbroken and my soul is lit of a FLAME

I can only win if I LET the LION in.