Evaluation [Intro – Instrumental: Tense bass, clipped guitar harmonics, a dry kick, and distant feedback.] [Verse 1 – Anticipation / Evaluation] take a moment for reflection, a cognitive insurrection, I've got anticipation about an evaluation, a stipulation about the presentation— I'm the incarnation of a fucked-up situation, trauma wrapped in drama, gonna blame my mama, coping with Big Pharma, tryna reach Nirvana. heh [Instrumental: Tight hi-hats and jagged guitar build an uneasy groove.] [Verse 2 – Escalation / Dysregulation] Escalation leads to dysregulation, friends look like enemies in every situation. Who can I trust? (I don't know.) Catchin' both barrels wherever I go. Complication in my contemplation when I try to get the damn train from the station. People throwin' up blocks, thinkin' they all got what they thought was brought to the top. Chain reaction's just a fraction of what makes my synapse pop. [Instrumental: The riff doubles; scratches, bass slides, and erratic crashes intensify.] [Pre-Chorus – Pressure Building] Tryna act normal, tryna keep straight, tryin'—fuck—my alarm again, I'm already late. Tryna remind her to rewind her clock, make the past stop, make your knees knock, lean in and talk instead of the mic drop... tick-tock... tick-tock... tick-tock. [Chorus – The Breaking Point] EVALUATION! (WHAT'S MY CONDITION?) ANOTHER FUCKED-UP DEFINITION! DYSREGULATION! (MEDICATION!) WELCOME TO MY EXAMINATION! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) COUNT THE VOICES, COUNT THE DEAD! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) TELL ME WHAT THE DOCTOR SAID! [Instrumental: Full-band explosion with distorted guitars, pounding drums, gang vocals, and synth bass.] [Verse 3 – Diagnosis / Medication / Labels] Got a classification for my lack of concentration, mental masturbation breeding alienation— alliteration and anticipation. Heh. My mind finds the glue that binds and blinds you; you're too fast (too fast), 'cause I timed you. Throwing in the towel, total social withdrawal, solid isolation, an Antarctic research station. Got a prescription for the friction, a contradiction in the diction, a label for my fables and a clinical predilection. I'm a case study, buddy, shit's gettin' muddy; every answer only gives another riddle. Heh. [Verse 4 – Self-Awareness / Defiance] I'm a walking contradiction with hypercritical conviction, addicted to the friction, now I'm fighting the addiction. Self-aware but unprepared, impaired and declaring, everybody's got an opinion and I'm tired of the sharing. Got a habit of reaction, satisfaction in distraction, turn a tiny problem into nuclear reaction. I'm the cause and the effect, the wreck and the inspector, the patient and the doctor and the fuckin' lie detector! [Pre-Chorus – Losing Control] Tryna stay focused, tryna behave, tryna dig myself out of a hole that I made! Tryna get traction, tryna get free, tryna stop the motherfuckin' argument with me! [Chorus – The Breaking Point] EVALUATION! (WHAT'S MY CONDITION?) ANOTHER FUCKED-UP DEFINITION! DYSREGULATION! (MEDICATION!) WELCOME TO MY EXAMINATION! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) COUNT THE VOICES, COUNT THE DEAD! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) TELL ME WHAT THE DOCTOR SAID! [Bridge – Total Psychological Meltdown] Calculation! Speculation! Overstimulation! Aggravation! Medication! Meditation! Mediation! I DON'T NEED ANOTHER FUCKIN' EXPLANATION! I'm fine! (HE'S NOT!) I'm cool! (HE'S HOT!) I'm everything I ever was, AND EVERYTHING I'M NOT! Wait... What was the question? [ONE MASSIVE DRUM HIT] [Final Chorus – Full Band Explosion] EVALUATION! (WHAT'S MY CONDITION?) ANOTHER FUCKED-UP DEFINITION! DYSREGULATION! (MEDICATION!) WELCOME TO MY EXAMINATION! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) COUNT THE VOICES, COUNT THE DEAD! CHECK MY HEAD! (CHECK MY HEAD!) TELL ME WHAT THE DOCTOR SAID! EVALUATION! (EVALUATION!) DYSREGULATION! (DYSREGULATION!) MEDICATION! (MEDICATION!) TOTAL FUCKIN' DISINTEGRATION! [Outro – Back to the Beginning] Got anticipation about another evaluation, a scheduled consultation for my mental situation, a bill for the appointment and a follow-up invitation... [Spoken, exhausted] “Great. Another fuckin' evaluation.”
