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| Rehab Sittin At A Bar Storm Chaser and breathin's overrated stormchasin and its gettin later i used to love her now i hate her shes a brainraider fallin in a crater of lost memories im so out of hand i dont even fuck with me im goin trippin drunk and slippin sleepin in ditches switchin prescriptions bangin a random hoe and itchin i dont give a flyin feces i aint one with the human species slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's i fall apart take all my pain turn it into art blowin up a kmart and blame it all on mozart fuck im surprised i got a deal every 2 hours i take a pill thats where im at, its 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 im losin my mind im whacked out on jack and blacked out trapped in a crackhouse full of dddddoubt i got guilt to the hilt i fight tears and fears been out for 10 years hit a big bump up off the mirror find me at www dot i came to trouble you dot come here motha fucka take your best shot suicidal got a lot of demons to fight ill probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle i feel abused to lose the blues ill bring my booze im in the who's who's and dope fees and floozies in the land preparin for news these niggas are never choosy the morning sun is like a sledgehammer to my forehead and im barely here look in the mirror every day and slowly dissappear been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career riddles i fear staggered out in the street for beer awww fu |
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