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[Verse 1: Whale Powers]
Eyes red, I can’t sleep
No sheep like Bo Peep
Smoked it all, so no weed
No air, too much heat
Devil in my room, no reach
I’m paralyzed, no speech
Feel like being stabbed, but I won’t bleed
Someone pulling my legs, oh shit
Silent cries when I open my eyes
Looks like it’s gonna be one of those nights
In a black hole, wanna be outside
For all i know, I’m about to die
Real life is getting defied
No sleep, I’m up and I’m flying
Brain fried, I’m too high
Finna break out, no good high
(„And i’m not sleeping now”)
Sitting down looking forlorn
Hoping my remedy’s porn
Bitch getting throated by six fucking guys
Until her larynx get torn
Shit ain’t no help at all
I’m going out to look at the stars
It’s fresh and so cold in the fall
Demons are eating me up
Gettin surrounded just for a drop of my blood
Some of my nights are so dark
But when the sun rises I say fuck ’em all
These monsters are living on time that is borrowed
I’ll kill them all and see you tomorrow
These monsters are living on time that is borrowed
I’ll kill them all and see you tomorrow
[Verse 2: Simon Ace]
Wanna go off to wonderland but they blockin’ though
Sandman, where the fuck you at? Brain overflow
5 AM – hunger and the pain trynna overtake
Delirium – can not comprehend – is this real or fake?
Countin’ sheep, oh they hop the fence, it’s a prison break
Can’t go back, thoughts and fantasy don’t co-operate
Trynna be productive but it’s two worlds that I’m inbetween
Don’t give up! This is just a cry for some nicotine
Call her up, it’s a real late night tip. She probably asleep but I need lips on my tip
Dip in and out as it drips like a cruiseship. Game over when you hear that lock zip
That’s what you get when you send those pictures. What’d you expect when you sent those pictures?
An angel looking right back at the mirror, cause the flash cover your eyes, the eyes of a sinner
Pray to god that I find my nirvana, cause right now I don’t have marijuana
Trippin around transparent pajamas, demonstrating the genes to my baby mama
Eyes getting hazy, can’t guard my perimeter. Their range of motion still has a limiter
Where’s the contract, I’ll give my signature. Not sleeping and feeling like a prisoner
[Outro]
(„And I’m not sleeping now”)
Sitting down lookin’ forlorn…
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