“Gooodday new patient. Now that I’m your psychiatrist. Can you tell me how bad you feel? Well, here’s what I think. No you’re not alone here. Here’s a scribble on paper. Things will get better now. And how does that make you feel?” “IM A GONER! A GONER! the world can turn without me. Enough is enough is enough is enough. I’m a goner a goner. Have you seen this boy? Enough is enough is enough is enough. Hey belongers. Shes all yours. Dont let me spoil your fun. Enough is enough is enough is enough and I’m going going going going gone!” “Its a shame you feel this way because I can’t just let you leave. There’s this law that requires I do something about you. No you’re not allowed to leave. You dont get off that easily. Show the patient to his new room and make sure he eats.” “IM A GONER, A GONER. I called your goddamn hotline. Enough is enough is enough is enough. I’m a goner, a goner. Dont you dare call it an illness. Enough is enough is enough is enough . Hey belongers. Shes all yours. Dont let me spoil your fun. Enough is enough is enough is enough and I’m going going going going gone. I’m going going going going gone. Why does life take it’s own? The world prescribed just a placebo. Can death be like, sleep without a dream? If there wasn’t this? What could there be? I’m a goner. A goner. Tell my mama “enough is enough is enough is enough” I’m a goner, a goner. With a white flag above me. Enough is enough is enough is enough. Hey belongers shes all yours. Dont let me fuck it up. Enough is enough is enough is enough and I’m going, going, going, going gone. Etc…