O.C.D.O.D. کے بول

I'm counting every breath I eat Walking sideways down the street Chewing on a plastic pen It's gonna kill my brain again I can't go home I'm sorting stones Clicking bones In the danger zone Can't call God on the phone I feel so All alone I'm going down I'm going down I'm going down I'm going down Ah, OCDOD, that's what's happened to me OCDOD, now it's plain to see OCDOD, that's what's happened to me What has happened to me? O-C-D-O-D-D I'm gonna count to ten and then I'm gonna count to ten again I ́m gotta count to ten and then Then I'm gonna count to ten again, it's gonna do my head right in OCDOD, that's what's happened to me OCDOD, now it's plain to see OCDOD, what has happened to me? What has happened to me? O-C-D-O, D