I am going insane; this shit is all of a pain. I cannot maintain as the shit knaws out of my brain. I wish you could be me, and then yes you would see.
Y'all pretty ladies around the world. Got a weird thing to show ya. So tell all the boys and girls. Tell your brother, your sister and your mama too. We're about to go down and you know just what to do.
I'm falling in this pit of sorrow. I really don't care anyway. Happiness I'm looking to borrow. Even four last seconds okay. I'm starting to feel so hollow.
I'm falling in this pit of sorrow. I really don't care anyway. Happiness I'm looking to borrow. Even four last seconds okay. I'm starting to feel so hollow.
Spinning inside rotting away. Something inside of me has been taken away. Feeling my heart breaking in vain. It won't get better now. When will this end?.
Yo Chuck, we got runnin mixes in the headphones. . .. Wicked!. . 1. .2. .3 and I come with the wicked style. And you know that I'm from the wicked crew, you act like you knew.
Here it comes. Once again. 'Irrational'. I give in. Paranoia. Expands within. Little voices start to begin:. . Everyone's out to take your joy away. Constantly scheming to keep us at bay.
Sometimes things get in the way.. My thoughts I cannot convey.. It's all pointing straight at you.. We hate loving everyday.. Our lives twirled in everyway..
Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!. Wake the fuck up!.
We got a fucked-up reason to live.. Who really gives a fuck?. We're gonna wake up hate. We're gonna fuck you up. I wanna break everything. I wanna make it sting.
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Our lives are fake.. They mean nothing you see.. Our dreams are lost.. Just aiming fantasy.. . How many times have you been misguided?. How many times have your hopes been smited?.
Pain!. Buried so far away. Enter my life of nothing. Sick of the same ol' thing,. so I dig a hole, bury pain!. Sick of the same ol' thing,. so I dig a hole, bury pain!.
Hey you, hey you. Devil's little sister. Listening to your. Twisted transistor. . Hold it between your legs. Turn it up, turn it up. . The wind is coming through.
Hey you, hey you. Devil's little sister. Listening to your. Twisted transistor. . Hold it between your legs. Turn it up, turn it up. . The wind is coming through.
I'm shrouded and sedated. Patiently awaiting. For my mind to really calm down. I'm afraid of being hated. 'Cause I'm so jaded. Not like everybody somehow.
How did it start?. Well, I don't know. I just feel the craving. . I see the flesh and it smells fresh and. It's just there for the taking. These little girls they made me feel so god damn exhilarated.
You're not the right one dumb damn rapper. Not the right goddamn. Who are you to rap shit take off. And who says you're right. On top you think you'r bomb artista.
Flesh wound, flesh wound. With medication it will fade. Should I assume that someone hears me when I pray. Love, full of hate.. Don't you love how I break?.
Too late I'm dead, reposition, plenty, extraction. Demanding the best psychiatrist, psychic soothsayers. (Soothsayers). Analyzing my instincts, you got I all figured out.