sleep deprived im strugglen to survive
im sure i wont make it pass the 3day mark alive
my eyes are closen and my fingers are dead
cant hold my head up straight looking back insted of ahead
gotta stop the madness from da spread
its consimen me quick.. i dont wanan belive it "its all in my head"
these midgets tug'n at my pant legs are all lies
fabrications of my ill minded impatients
something not so new it feels acient
im tierd of the same old tricks
tired of all this i wanna go out for drink
but im in no possition to possition myself in such dangerous position
im so wacked out atm that im rhymen the same word
that was my third time usen it and i feel like a nerd
know how to use this word proper fuck im lost
got lost in the fubble n toss
i cant even remember how to spell correctly
but it dont matter as long as i deliver these hits directly
telling it to ur face even if my brains in outter space
this being that care i hate u ur a fucking disgrace
i wish i could embrace my split personalitys not just have them erased
ashes in a vase and all this brings be back to the base
were i started the chase for first place...
edit:
if you didn't know already by the title...I didn't write this