an altered-state-of-mind

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
It’s a complicated web, that you weave inside my head
or am i the spider, that's weaving the threads?

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an altered-state-of-mind,
oh, an altered-state-of-mind.
how can i know that it's really love, but not serotonin instead?