Splattered Mind (SpongeBob: The Forgotten Episodes ~ Red Mist Squidward)

(Note from LocalAltAccount: fun fact, there's another version of this song! It wasn't the official version due to this version having that instrumental ending. Yall will be able to listen to it when the playlist for this little project is made...when all 7 songs are fully complete that is...5 more to go) [Verse 1 - Uneasy, voice shaky but growing more unstable] Drip, drip… something’s leaking, trickling deep inside my brain… Echoed voices, distant laughter, whispering my wretched name… Broken mirrors, shattered memories, faces staring back at me… Who are they? What do they want? Why won’t they just let me be? Thoughts are crawling, twisting, writhing, colors turning into red… Is it paint? Is it something… else? Why’s it spilling in my head? Every note is bending, screaming, music’s melting into rust… Can’t control it, can’t escape it… tell me, who am I to trust?! [Verse 2 - Hysterical, shifting from eerie calm to frantic paranoia] Tick, tick… clock is laughing, time is playing tricks on me… I was walking home… or was I? Where am I supposed to be? Drums are pounding in my eardrums, every footstep feels so loud… Someone’s watching, someone’s hiding, someone’s whispering in the crowd… I can feel it, crawling deeper, sinking claws inside my mind… Is it real or just a nightmare? Am I lost or running blind? Broken streetlights flicker, flashing, twisting shadows down the lane… If I scream into the silence… will it echo back my name? [Verse 3 - Chaotic, voice cracking between rage and fear] Stop the noises, stop the laughter, stop the way they twist and turn… Every sound is made of needles, every song just makes me burn! If I close my eyes, they’re waiting—watching, breathing, standing near… If I open them, they’re closer—whispering nightmares in my ear! Who am I? What’s this feeling? Something’s clawing at my skin… Thoughts are tangled, tearing, splitting—can’t tell where I even begin! If I smash the walls around me, will the noise just go away?! If I let the red mist take me… will I still be me today?! [Verse 4 - Unstable, muttering, almost giggling through madness] Oh, but maybe this is freedom… maybe this is what I need… No more failure, no more suffering, just a mind that’s finally freed… Maybe all this time I fought it, maybe I was meant to break… Maybe sanity’s just shackles, maybe peace was my mistake… Look at me now, aren’t I laughing? Don’t I seem so full of cheer? Every fear, every burden… suddenly, they disappear! If I’m dreaming, let me stay here—if I’m lost, don’t bring me back… Red mist rising, thoughts colliding… I am never looking back.