Eyes bulge kinda feel
Like they're gonna explode
Lungs itch and I can't
Get the lump in my throat
My pulse beating in my neck
But the rhythm is mismatched
My doctor keeps tellin me that
It's time to quit that
If I keep smoking sippin C4 and eating Ritalin
I'm never getting rid of
Shaky hands and always ducking outta plans
I know it's getting
Head roll and feel the presence
Of my misery inside
Locked up in my mind
Always tongue tied
I find the absence of my conscience
Makes me feel alive
Feel alive
And I stepped back
Fell flat
Came last before
The finish line
Past few weeks I been back
On my bullshit
Back to the gym
Gotta get on my bulk shit
Rebound with scotty
And I'm getting anxious
Passed out in the park motel in the benches
Woke up six feet deep
Went to work like a zombie
Call me TurboTax cuz I'm into it
And I got intuition
Ahhhhh nah that's stupid
Ridin through the 203
At 2am just to get you home
Went to the city brought you back
A rose but that shit was
Redrum
A bloody nose
But we both
Loved a dose
Guess you could
Quit a little quicker while
I'm acting as my own grave digger
But I gotta find my own bigger picture
Never in my
In my head too long
Feels like paranoid
Got some real bad dreams
Never wanna sleep again
It's hard to breathe and
Even harder to admit
It's reality
Increasing gravity
Hold me down