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I just won’t… I will never sleep
Three in the morning up since last week
I just can’t… couldn’t give a damn
Better off at a salon tryna get a tan
I just don’t… don’t really care
I feel so cold ice box Frigidaire
I just don’t… don’t give a fuck
I once thought I could, since then nothing much
Momma don’t like me, i really can’t blame her
She sees I’m selfish; she can’t see a failure
Thinks i’ll rule the world or at least become mayor
She loves my potential; that’s just mother’s nature
I’m a piece of the shit (no offence to the creator)
I just know I’m a bastard really I’m my biggest hater
My lil bro’s asthma don’t need no inhalers
That’s a dub, we just puff, put clouds in the air
I never paid attention, he hungered for the influence
Now i can’t pay for shit, actually let’s not get into it
The past is not the present so his older brother’s dead
It’s irrelevant; i am only pictures in his head
Sorta like just what my father is to me
Not to say he never bothered; pops is pretty fatherly
Plenty babymommas, so there was no time to father me
I wondered, 'is he proud?’ regardless, now i think, 'probably’
But it doesn’t really matter, nothing ever did
We’re all gonna die. Some of us will live
They are alive; the rest are undead
The youth, forever young. I won’t ever go to bed
I just don’t… I don’t ever sleep
Three in the morning up since last week
I just can’t… couldn’t if I tried
Couldn’t even look like i care if i lied
I just won’t… I will never know
What’s going on, why I feel so cold
I just don’t… don’t give a fuck
I once thought I could, since then nothing much
Of course I love the ladies maybe love is lust
Most times I wanna smash but I’m lucky if I bust
I love ass that’s no lie if you got one I can trust
Take a seat next to I and maybe you can meet a nut
I gotta be crazy [right?] just a lil retarded
Slightly stupid northern lights straight out of a garden
Lit up on a sidewalk under arrest me beg your pardon
Sometimes i can’t talk this gets the conversation started
Can’t tell you what I’m thinking cuz you’d think I was a ghost
How did i die, or will i have a rest from this smoke
With thoughts so well-baked no wonder why i spoke
I been philosophizing yes or no and if I’m grown
Then why do i live at home, i could walk the earth
Fuck it forty oz for forty winks for what it’s worth
No rest for the wicked and the rest of us get dirt
Mass introspection on the tv wrestling with truth hurts
But it doesn’t really matter, nothing ever did
We’re all gonna die. Some of us will live
They are alive; the rest are undead
The youth, forever young. I won’t ever go to bed
I just can’t… Won’t you let me sleep
Shut the fuck up it’s already three
I just don’t… don’t know what to do
Fuck the planet, captain, I’m going to the moon
I just won’t… I will never rest
Brain all gone, grey smoke in my chest
I just don’t… don’t give a fuck
Once thought I could, since then nothing much
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