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Math Video (MV)




Performed By: Psychnic
Length: 1:59
Written by: Nicholas Rogers




Psychnic - Math Lyrics




I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably
Take 'em to the coffin, probably take 'em to the coffin yeah

Force myself to eat, force myself to go to sleep
Hiding in my dreams, smoking backwoods, don't break down the sweets
Harder than it seems, broken back from breaking down the seams
I've been in a dream, don't know if I'm gon' wake up this week
Since I was fourteen, lucid dreams that told me to proceed
Darkened nights with horror dreams, shit you'd seen in horror scenes

I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably take 'em to the coffin
Probably take 'em to the coffin yeah

The smell of rain, alleviates the pain
I felt it in my veins, a younger me would live in vain
Contain the thoughts that eat away my brain
We don't love the same but that's okay, shit that's okay
Man somethings rumbling my thoughts, brain won't let me catch a Z, I toss and
Turn around my bed, wake you up asking for head
Got some problems, never solve 'em, take 'em with me when I'm dead
"God I'm nauseous" nothing stops it, probably all inside my head
If not I'll cop a f*cking coffin, coughing got him f*ckin' dead
Or was it all the f*ckin' stress the kids got weighing on his head, damn

I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably take 'em to the coffin
Probably take 'em to the coffin yeah
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I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably
Take 'em to the coffin, probably take 'em to the coffin yeah

Force myself to eat, force myself to go to sleep
Hiding in my dreams, smoking backwoods, don't break down the sweets
Harder than it seems, broken back from breaking down the seams
I've been in a dream, don't know if I'm gon' wake up this week
Since I was fourteen, lucid dreams that told me to proceed
Darkened nights with horror dreams, shit you'd seen in horror scenes

I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably take 'em to the coffin
Probably take 'em to the coffin yeah

The smell of rain, alleviates the pain
I felt it in my veins, a younger me would live in vain
Contain the thoughts that eat away my brain
We don't love the same but that's okay, shit that's okay
Man somethings rumbling my thoughts, brain won't let me catch a Z, I toss and
Turn around my bed, wake you up asking for head
Got some problems, never solve 'em, take 'em with me when I'm dead
"God I'm nauseous" nothing stops it, probably all inside my head
If not I'll cop a f*cking coffin, coughing got him f*ckin' dead
Or was it all the f*ckin' stress the kids got weighing on his head, damn

I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em
I've got some problems, I won't solve 'em yeah
I got some problems, I won't solve 'em probably take 'em to the coffin
Probably take 'em to the coffin yeah
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Writer: Nicholas Rogers
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