And breathing`s overrated, storm chasing and it`s getting later
I used to lover her now I hate her, she`s a brain raider
Falling in a crater, of lost memories
I`m so out of hand I don`t even fuck with me
I`m goin` trippin`, drunk and slippin`, sleepin` in ditches
Switchin` prescriptions, bangin` a random hoe and itchin`
I don`t give a flyin` faeces, I ain`t one with the human species
Slappin` the nurse, tryin` to up my C-C`s
I fall apart, take all my pain, turn it into art
Blowin` up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
Fuck I`m surprised I got a deal, every two hours I take a pill
That`s where I`m at, it`s all surreal
I got imaginary friends, an imaginary life
An imaginary wife and a real knife
Out of here by next weekend
Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin`
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery
I think I`m losin` my mind
I`m whacked out, on jack and blacked out
Trapped in a crackhour full of d-d-d-d-d-doubt
I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears
Been out for ten years, hit a big bump off the mirror
Find me at www dot, I came to trouble you dot
Come here motherfucker, take your best shot
Suicidal, got a lot of demons to fight, I`ll
Probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
I feel abused to lose the blues
I`ll bring my booze, I`m in the who`s who`s
And dope fiends and floozies in the land
Preparing for news, these niggaz are never choosy
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the forehead
And I`m barely here
Look in the mirror everyday and slowly disappear
Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career
Riddle I fear
Staggered out in the street, fall off a cliff, fuck it
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery
[Cee-Lo]
My heartbeat is racin`
Even though I`m standin` still I can`t stop storm chasin`
I stole a shell casin`
So close to overdose the night and day hurts my eyes
Wishin` my death could be a surprise
My life should be more than four walls and a floor
But that`s all that is mine, God, give me a sign
Cause I`m tryin` and dyin` at the same time
I`m not hesitatin`, just waitin`
[Big Gipp]
Heck yeah, comin` with the flurry
And like the spice up in your throat I get ya chokin` like that curry
Somethin` bout the police and them lights that get me worried
Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry
Flyin` from the spirits so I got a story
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
It`s all I can do, still it`s filled with no glory
Top the killer red out at 2:30
And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery
