Some Kind of Otic is a cautionary tale wrapped in a catchy hook. It starts at a dance club: she’s striking, hypnotic, exotic—the kind of ten that makes you forget your own name. But as the weeks pass, the romance curdles into possession, the passion into paranoia, and the love into something unhinged. By the time the final label lands, you’ll realize: this wasn’t a love story. It was a diagnosis.


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Some Kind of Otic

It was the first time I ever saw her
At a dance club, it was all a blur
Was a crazy night, I had plenty
Truth be told, one drink too many

I glide over, we began to dance
She a certified ten, I was in a trance
Her beauty, was striking and hypnotic
Instant hook on this narcotic

She ‘otic
Oh yea, she some kind of ‘otic
She ‘otic
She ‘otic, yea

We carried on over the weeks
Mesmerized by her physique
I never felt like this before
Couldn’t get enough, is there more
She was all I could think of
Was I falling in love
She not like others, she exotic
Our time together is wild and erotic

She ‘otic
Oh yea, she some kind of ‘otic
She ‘otic

She ‘otic
She ‘otic
She erotic
She hypnotic
She my favorite narcotic
She exotic
And she erotic
Yea, she my favorite nar
Yea, she my favorite narcotic

Every high, comes with a crash
Sorry to say, we started to clash
Her mood swings, one side to the other
She got possessive, began to hover
Stressed out over everything
Wanted to marry, wanted a ring
She became nasty and quixotic
It got worse and it got chaotic

She ‘otic
Oh yea, she some kind of ‘otic
She ‘otic

She ‘otic
She ‘otic
She erotic
She hypnotic
She my favorite narcotic
She exotic
And she erotic
She quixotic
She chaotic
Yea, she chaotic
Yea, yea, yea

Things got worse, it didn’t get better
She began to think I was out to get her
Deep inside, she burns infernal
Shrugs it off, thinks it’s normal
Saw things that wasn’t there
Talked like she didn’t care
Life changed, it no longer usual
Checked out, she became delusional
Dare I say neurotic

She neurotic
Oh yea, she some kind of ‘otic
She neurotic

She ‘otic
She hypnotic
She my favorite narcotic
She exotic
She exotic
She erotic
She quixotic
She chaotic
Yea, she neurotic

Wait hold on
Say what
She not neurotic
She PSYCHOTIC
Oh
She psychotic
Yea, she psychotic
Oh yea, she psychotic
Yea, she chaotic

 


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