A Diagnosis
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⏱️ 2:58 duration
🆔 ID: 320363
📜 Lyrics
For almost 30 years I've known something was wrong
But mom said weakness causes bloating so I tried to be strong
Fake it till you make it, that's how I got by
And when I tried to find the reason for my sadness and terror
All the solutions were trial and error
Take this pill, say this chant, move here for this guy
But now there's no need for regret
'Cause I'm about to get
A diagnosis, a diagnosis
Don't tell me no sister, you don't fit in
Doc, prescribe me my tribe, give me my throng
Tell me that this whole time I've belonged
With those other people who share my diagnosis
What could it be?
What could be right?
Schizophrenic or bipolar lite?
I've never heard voices but maybe it's time to start
(You're super cool, Rebecca) thanks
Obsessives with numbers, hoarders with cats
I could really rock a tin foil hat
Perfect they're not but at least they know who they are
No more bad pills, fads or tricks
Who says there isn't an easy fix
With a diagnosis
I'm ready to blow this
Joint and by joint I mean my inner sense of confusion
(You said that confusingly) sh!
I'm aware mental illness is stigmatized
But the stigma is worth it if I've realized
Who I'm meant to be armed with my diagnosis
Oh, the doctors that I've met who didn't get me
This one naturopath used feathers to pet me
They said anxiety insomnia were my affliction
The naturopath said it was sex addiction
But all those things I knew I wasn't
Yes I like penises but who doesn't
So put me in a bottle, slap a label on
List out the side effects then worries be gone
'Cause finally I'll know this
My diagnosis!
But mom said weakness causes bloating so I tried to be strong
Fake it till you make it, that's how I got by
And when I tried to find the reason for my sadness and terror
All the solutions were trial and error
Take this pill, say this chant, move here for this guy
But now there's no need for regret
'Cause I'm about to get
A diagnosis, a diagnosis
Don't tell me no sister, you don't fit in
Doc, prescribe me my tribe, give me my throng
Tell me that this whole time I've belonged
With those other people who share my diagnosis
What could it be?
What could be right?
Schizophrenic or bipolar lite?
I've never heard voices but maybe it's time to start
(You're super cool, Rebecca) thanks
Obsessives with numbers, hoarders with cats
I could really rock a tin foil hat
Perfect they're not but at least they know who they are
No more bad pills, fads or tricks
Who says there isn't an easy fix
With a diagnosis
I'm ready to blow this
Joint and by joint I mean my inner sense of confusion
(You said that confusingly) sh!
I'm aware mental illness is stigmatized
But the stigma is worth it if I've realized
Who I'm meant to be armed with my diagnosis
Oh, the doctors that I've met who didn't get me
This one naturopath used feathers to pet me
They said anxiety insomnia were my affliction
The naturopath said it was sex addiction
But all those things I knew I wasn't
Yes I like penises but who doesn't
So put me in a bottle, slap a label on
List out the side effects then worries be gone
'Cause finally I'll know this
My diagnosis!
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:12.66] For almost 30 years I've known something was wrong
[00:15.68] But mom said weakness causes bloating so I tried to be strong
[00:19.20] Fake it till you make it, that's how I got by
[00:25.37] And when I tried to find the reason for my sadness and terror
[00:29.10] All the solutions were trial and error
[00:32.63] Take this pill, say this chant, move here for this guy
[00:38.91] But now there's no need for regret
[00:42.51] 'Cause I'm about to get
[00:44.38] A diagnosis, a diagnosis
[00:50.90] Don't tell me no sister, you don't fit in
[00:57.95] Doc, prescribe me my tribe, give me my throng
[01:01.85] Tell me that this whole time I've belonged
[01:05.05] With those other people who share my diagnosis
[01:11.95] What could it be?
[01:13.09] What could be right?
[01:15.03] Schizophrenic or bipolar lite?
[01:18.42] I've never heard voices but maybe it's time to start
[01:22.23] (You're super cool, Rebecca) thanks
[01:25.18] Obsessives with numbers, hoarders with cats
[01:28.03] I could really rock a tin foil hat
[01:31.50] Perfect they're not but at least they know who they are
[01:37.92] No more bad pills, fads or tricks
[01:41.23] Who says there isn't an easy fix
[01:45.08] With a diagnosis
[01:48.57] I'm ready to blow this
[01:52.45] Joint and by joint I mean my inner sense of confusion
[01:56.99] (You said that confusingly) sh!
[01:59.73] I'm aware mental illness is stigmatized
[02:02.47] But the stigma is worth it if I've realized
[02:06.06] Who I'm meant to be armed with my diagnosis
[02:12.76] Oh, the doctors that I've met who didn't get me
[02:18.73] This one naturopath used feathers to pet me
[02:25.15] They said anxiety insomnia were my affliction
[02:29.14] The naturopath said it was sex addiction
[02:32.30] But all those things I knew I wasn't
[02:35.56] Yes I like penises but who doesn't
[02:40.67] So put me in a bottle, slap a label on
[02:43.81] List out the side effects then worries be gone
[02:47.38] 'Cause finally I'll know this
[02:51.15] My diagnosis!
[02:54.81]
[00:15.68] But mom said weakness causes bloating so I tried to be strong
[00:19.20] Fake it till you make it, that's how I got by
[00:25.37] And when I tried to find the reason for my sadness and terror
[00:29.10] All the solutions were trial and error
[00:32.63] Take this pill, say this chant, move here for this guy
[00:38.91] But now there's no need for regret
[00:42.51] 'Cause I'm about to get
[00:44.38] A diagnosis, a diagnosis
[00:50.90] Don't tell me no sister, you don't fit in
[00:57.95] Doc, prescribe me my tribe, give me my throng
[01:01.85] Tell me that this whole time I've belonged
[01:05.05] With those other people who share my diagnosis
[01:11.95] What could it be?
[01:13.09] What could be right?
[01:15.03] Schizophrenic or bipolar lite?
[01:18.42] I've never heard voices but maybe it's time to start
[01:22.23] (You're super cool, Rebecca) thanks
[01:25.18] Obsessives with numbers, hoarders with cats
[01:28.03] I could really rock a tin foil hat
[01:31.50] Perfect they're not but at least they know who they are
[01:37.92] No more bad pills, fads or tricks
[01:41.23] Who says there isn't an easy fix
[01:45.08] With a diagnosis
[01:48.57] I'm ready to blow this
[01:52.45] Joint and by joint I mean my inner sense of confusion
[01:56.99] (You said that confusingly) sh!
[01:59.73] I'm aware mental illness is stigmatized
[02:02.47] But the stigma is worth it if I've realized
[02:06.06] Who I'm meant to be armed with my diagnosis
[02:12.76] Oh, the doctors that I've met who didn't get me
[02:18.73] This one naturopath used feathers to pet me
[02:25.15] They said anxiety insomnia were my affliction
[02:29.14] The naturopath said it was sex addiction
[02:32.30] But all those things I knew I wasn't
[02:35.56] Yes I like penises but who doesn't
[02:40.67] So put me in a bottle, slap a label on
[02:43.81] List out the side effects then worries be gone
[02:47.38] 'Cause finally I'll know this
[02:51.15] My diagnosis!
[02:54.81]