Driving thru the city in the dark Dark city - ghost of my past In the passenger seat singing To the mixtape spinning and all I want is silence Concentration dipping perennial violence Sightless, dryness of the iris Tiredness, lifeless nobody inside this Mind is like a flightless birdie Wing is hurtin' crows circling Impossible to hurtle with a motor burning
Sometimes I brush it off This time I've given up I've come undone
Back-pedal to the metal I'm about to flip Switch back to present, man it better happen quick Fix this, cos my mind is spinning round and round I go Back home in the corner of the room when I'm alone With a chip on my shoulder and a chill along the bone Chicken run-ning all the time it's a joke Fake a smile to feel no revealing anything and That's the motto zoning out a lotta Gotta bottle up gonna hit rock bottom
Sometimes I brush it off This time I've given up Falling out of love With myself The pressure of the world Is getting too much Too far gone I've come undone
Runnin out of time Out of sight Out of mind Runnin out of time Out of sight Out of mind Look into my eyes Tell me if you think I'm lying As times runnin I'm cummin
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