My Catharsis

I'll get in my submarine Set sail to somewhere remote I'll wait until World War III is over Then go and live with the victors and Sing Sing My catharsis Look, never again will I put down my pen The best method I know to let stuff out my head Yes, I'm aware of the notion I must sound a bit dense But I'm just letting you know there's nothing round to contend When stressed then I focus on jotting down a lament Introspectively composing what comes out from within Whenever you feel hopeless, down, depressed I suggest getting a note book out and venting Whether wrecked or sober muck round with the text Get depression focused, confront the doubt and dread Instead of letting them roam or shutting them out your head Don't ever repress emotions, push them down, pretending You never noticed them sucking you down to death You could suffer a thousand deaths together alone Getting ever more low 'til you couldn't get up out of bed So yes, my best weapon's prose, and I'll love sound to def My catharsis Sometimes you need to sit and vent your heart Even if there's a fair chance some prick'll tear it apart But I don't care, it's a farce So I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve eager to share it with half Of the people that care when I start with my speech Harp through my teeth About seemingly meaningless things mithering me And I mean it's difficult to say what's really on your brain Without thinking what friends think of your frame of mind Cos they might think you're a little bit insane But if you wanna break from the cycle of pain Then you might wanna change up your mind and its frame You're neither to blame nor liable for saying Any lines on a page that's inscribed with your name They're right when they say pen's mightier than sword So remember that fact then write and record My catharsis