Three Two One
Prozak Lyrics


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Man I'm really panic'n
Feel'n plastic like manikin
So please pass me the Xanax
I'm just trying to feel like me again
Recently I've been needing reasons
To even get out of bed
The more I think the less I feel
Imprisoned'd inside my head
And I
Can't escape cause there's nowhere to run
Should I
Should I go right into the sun
I feel like
Giving up am I the only one
A matter of time
Til' there design will kill everyone
It has begun
Count Down 3, 2, 1
It's the end of the
World Count down 3, 2, 1
It's the end of the...
Please God help me
Please God help me
Maybe I've been trying to cope
All is lost
A loss of hope
I don't really care no more
Even since that I've awoke
Everything is such a joke
When you can see through the smoke
Find yourself against the rope
Now they got you by the throat
It's all just too much to bear
Is there anybody there
Can somebody hear me screaming
Anybody, Anywhere
How can I
Live like this
Close my eyes
Clutch my fist
Nervous twitch
I'm alive
Yet somehow I don't exist
Nothing but an empty shell
My body a prison shell
All these thoughts surround me
Seclusion inside of my own head
All of this darkness
Holding me hostage
Repetitious nonsense
Every second constant




The [?] plan [?]
No foreign progress [?]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Prozak's song "Three Two One" reflect the artist's inner struggles with anxiety, depression, and feelings of hopelessness. He opens up about his need for drugs to feel like himself again and his inability to escape his thoughts. The lines "The more I think, the less I feel, imprisoned inside my head" illustrate the weight of the burden he feels, with perhaps even the fear of losing himself. The countdown section of the song is like an apocalyptic prophecy or awakening to the end of a chapter in his life, leading to a plea for help from God. The song presents the idea that feeling lost, or like the world is hopeless, is a shared experience and a matter of time before it reaches everyone. The repetitive verse, "It's the end of the world, count down 3, 2, 1," conveys the feeling of powerlessness many may feel against overwhelming obstacles or feelings of despair.


The repetition of the lyrics and the increasing distortion on the vocals reinforce the idea of being stuck and unable to escape the negative thought patterns. The lyrics present a vivid illustration of mental health issues, including feelings of emptiness and isolation, addiction and self-medicating, the desire for escape, and the fear of the unknown. Thus, the song becomes a cathartic way for others who may be struggling to express their inner turmoil.


Line by Line Meaning

Man I'm really panic'n
I am currently having panic attacks


Feel'n plastic like manikin
I am feeling very fake and inauthentic


So please pass me the Xanax
I need some medication to calm me down


I'm just trying to feel like me again
I just want to feel like myself again and not be consumed by anxiety


Recently I've been needing reasons
Lately, I have been struggling to find reasons to get out of bed


To even get out of bed
It has been difficult for me to even get motivated to start my day


The more I think the less I feel
Overthinking things is making me feel even more disconnected and numb


Imprisoned'd inside my head
I feel trapped inside my own mind


And I
I am currently feeling


Can't escape cause there's nowhere to run
I feel like there is no escape from my own thoughts and anxieties


Should I
I am contemplating


Should I go right into the sun
I am wondering if it would be better to end it all and kill myself


I feel like
I currently feel


Giving up am I the only one
I feel like giving up and wonder if anyone else can relate


A matter of time
It is only a matter of time before


Til' there design will kill everyone
their plan will result in the demise of everyone


It has begun
The end seems to have started


Count Down 3, 2, 1
There is a countdown to the end


It's the end of the
This marks the end of


World Count down 3, 2, 1
The world is ending and there is a countdown signaling its arrival


It's the end of the...
This marks the end of something


Please God help me
I am asking for God's help


Please God help me
I am asking for God's help


Maybe I've been trying to cope
I think I have been trying to cope with my problems


All is lost
I feel like everything is hopeless


A loss of hope
I have lost all hope


I don't really care no more
I am starting to lose care for everything


Even since that I've awoke
From the moment I wake up


Everything is such a joke
Everything feels like a joke or not serious enough


When you can see through the smoke
When you can see the reality beyond the illusions


Find yourself against the rope
Feeling like you are trapped and have no way out


Now they got you by the throat
They have complete control over you and your life


It's all just too much to bear
Everything is becoming too overwhelming and unbearable


Is there anybody there
Is there anyone who can help me or hear me out


Can somebody hear me screaming
I am screaming for help and wondering if anyone can hear me


Anybody, Anywhere
I am hoping to find anyone who can help me


How can I
I am wondering how


Live like this
I can keep living with these thoughts and feelings


Close my eyes
I want to close my eyes and forget everything


Clutch my fist
Holding onto my anger and frustrations


Nervous twitch
Having a physical response to my anxiety


I'm alive
I am still alive


Yet somehow I don't exist
Despite being alive, I feel like I don't really exist


Nothing but an empty shell
I am just an empty shell with no substance


My body a prison shell
My body feels like a prison that I can't escape from


All these thoughts surround me
I am surrounded by negative and overwhelming thoughts


Seclusion inside of my own head
I am trapped in my own mind with no way out


All of this darkness
The darkness of my thoughts and feelings


Holding me hostage
It feels like I am being held captive by my own thoughts


Repetitious nonsense
The same thoughts keep repeating and it all feels like nonsense


Every second constant
The thoughts are always there and never stop


The [?] plan [?]
The plan that is being enacted


No foreign progress [?]
There is no sign of progress or improvement




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