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жанры: rock, rap, hip-hop, 00s
альбомы: Southern Discomfort
Storm Chaser
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Rehab
жанры: rock, rap, hip-hop, 00s
альбомы: Southern Discomfort
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And breathin's overrated Stormchasin' and its gettin' later I used to love her, now I hate her Shes a brain-raider, fallin' in a crater of lost memories I'm so out of hand that I don't even fuck with meI'm goin' trippin' drunk and slippin' Sleepin' in ditches, switchin' prescriptions Bangin' a random whore and itchin' I don't give a flyin' feces I ain't one with the human species Slappin' the nurse, tryin' to up my cc'sI fall apart, take all my pain, turn it to 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 surrealI got imaginary friends, an imaginary life An imaginary wife and a real knife Outta here by next weekend Hung over on a dresser with my brain leakin'And I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a miseryI think I'm losin' my mind I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out Trapped in a crack house full of d-d-doubt I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears, been out for ten years Hit a big bump up off the mirrorFind me at www dot, I came to trouble you dot Come here mothafucka, 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 rifleI feel abused to lose the blues, I'll bring my booze I'm in the who's who's and dope fees And floozies in the land and preparin' for news These niggas are never choosy The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the foreheadAnd I'm barely here, look in the mirror every day And slowly disappear, been through a million And 67 emotions in my short career Riddles I fear, staggered out in the street And fall off a pier, aww fuck itAnd I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a miseryMy heartbeat is racin', even though I'm standin' Still I can't stop stormchasin' I stole a shell casing, so close to overdose The light of day hurts my eyes Wishing my death to be a surpriseMy life should be more than four walls and a floor But thats 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'Heck yeah, comin' with a flurry And like the spice up in you throat I get you chokin' like that curry Somethin' 'bout the police and them lights That get me worried, made a lap up on that bastard in a hurryFlyin' from the spirits, so I got a story The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray It's all a can, still its filled with no glory Top the killer red out at 2:30And I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a misery
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