Asylum
D.F.K. Lyrics

So, based on the charts we have
According to the medical records

And the diagnosis given
And the diagnosis provided by the doctor

We’re gonna have to operate
Surgery is necessary

On a part of your brain
On a specific area of your brain

What
An expression of surprise or disbelief

Booch is wavy
Booch is relaxed or carefree

Heikki’s crazy, clinically insane
Heikki is mentally ill and requires treatment

Trapped in asylum it seems
Locked up in a mental institution

Ice pick lobotomy tryna fix my brain!
An archaic surgical procedure being performed to treat mental illness

Yell doc stop I’ll never be the same
A plea to stop the procedure, as it will have negative effects

Phycologist operating aiming for my nose hole
The surgeon is attempting to perform the lobotomy through the nasal cavity

Can’t fix me I’m sicko
The artist cannot be cured of their mental illness

I laugh & giggle
The singer exhibits abnormal behavior, such as inappropriate laughter

With Grin on my on face
A smile spreads across their face despite their situation

Back to the 20th century
The outdated medical procedure is reminiscent of an earlier time period

Intensity fills the room
The atmosphere is fraught with nervous energy

I can’t move, but my arms sore
The artist is unable to move, but their arm is in pain

Assistant must of injected me with something
The assistant likely administered a sedative or other drug to the singer

Assistant grabs the rope
The assistant restrains the singer for the surgery

Ties me too the operating table
The artist is secured to the table for the procedure

Shit, I’m unable to move
The artist realizes they are completely immobilized

Glued to the table
The artist feels stuck to the surface

Feel Marv Merchants from the Home Alone movie
The singer feels like a victim of an absurd scheme, much like the character in the film

Electrocuted, body’s shaking
The artist is experiencing electric shocks and involuntary muscle contractions

Tables vibrating
The vibrations from the surgery equipment can be felt throughout the room

Doc must be possessed by Satan
The singer believes the surgeon is evil or unstable

Pray, save me Jesus
A plea for divine intervention out of desperation

Would you do this to your nieces & nephews
A rhetorical question meant to provoke a sense of moral outrage

Doc F you
The artist curses the surgeon

Hope get the bird flu & die
The singer wishes for the doctor to catch a deadly disease

Or Paralyzed
An additional undesirable outcome wished upon the surgeon

Shit is torture
The artist is experiencing extreme physical and mental suffering

Mind’s screaming, mouth ain’t moving
The artist is mentally screaming, but physically unable to vocalize it

People demons,
The other patients or doctors seem like monsters or demons to the artist

Believing they op works
Those around the singer still believe in the effectiveness of the surgery despite their suffering

Horrible doctors
A broad condemnation of the medical profession

Won’t elevate my madness
The treatment does not improve the singer's mental state

Severed my prefrontal cortex
The singer has lost part of their brain due to the surgery

Doc gon op on me
The singer will be operated on by the doctor

Trapped in asylum
The artist is stuck in the mental institution

Please just set me free
An earnest plea for escape or release

Next thing you know
Suddenly, the situation changes

Locations unknown
The singer doesn't know where they are

Gotta figure out where the hell I am
The artist is trying to orient themselves

Feeling different, eyes swollen
The artist notices physical changes as a result of the surgery

Pains excruciating, incapacitating
The pain is so severe that the artist is unable to function

Manipulated my brain
The surgery has altered the singer's thoughts and feelings

My face distorted
The artist's appearance has been affected by the surgery

Shit ain’t normal, immoral
The situation is abnormal and ethically questionable

Gotta quarrel for bullshit
The singer must argue over trivial matters

Gotta dip out the asylum
The singer must escape the institution

Hurt ain’t crying
The artist is in pain, but not crying out

Blood dripping down my skull
The artist is bleeding from the head

Looking for the exit, gotta make it out
The singer is intent on leaving

Before I’m found
To avoid being caught or stopped

Open the door, look both ways
The artist is being cautious and aware of their surroundings

I'm okay, find another door with stairs
The artist is relieved to have made progress in their escape

Gotta be quiet
The artist must remain silent

I don’t know
The singer is unsure of what to do next

On my tiptoes
The artist is trying to move without making noise

hear a door close
The first indication of someone else's presence

In patients clothes
The singer disguises themselves as a patient to avoid detection

Siren blows
An alarm sounds

Alarms goes off
The situation intensifies

Code 305 code 305 code 305
A code being broadcasted, perhaps related to the alarm

Trapped in asylum
The singer remains in the mental institution

Doc gon op on me
The singer will likely undergo surgery again

Tied me to a table island
The artist is restrained for the procedure

Please just set me free
A repeated plea for escape or release

Said I’m trapped in asylum
Reiteration of the artist's current predicament

Doc gon op on me
The repeated fear of another surgery

Tied me to a table island
The repeated mention of the artist's restraints

Please just set me free
The repeated plea for escape or release