Ocd is really depressing It slows me down I’m not progressing It’s making me want to just punch the wall If it was a game I’d make it uninstalled It’s hard to control it I’m so sad I’m at my lowest It comes and does blackmail’s me I’m too sad so I’m just lazy I’ve got a feeling of no hope I’ve just got to say to my ocd no It’s been in my brain for Long time It’s a joke just like mime Lyrically I’m in my prime About my ocd noone likes to emphasise This is stupid I mean totally This song is called my ocd Everyone criticises noone empathises To me my ocd terrorises It’s not acceptable it’s terrible It’s unbearable It’s tricky it won’t go quickly Its tiring it’s a bit sickly By my ocd I’m mortified Even though help is what people provide I still want to hide I speak about this vocally emotionally This song is called my ocd