Death Dreams

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Died in my sleep last night
I can't really love, gotta leave last flight
And I don't really eat, felt death in my dreams last night
It only seems right, it only seems like
Been living five weeks in a minute
Spent thirty-five days just sitting in the kitchen
How can it be that I'm meant to be mentally missing
Rent is due this instant, parked my heart and got a ticket
Can't start, when will I

Finish my ride home
Driving with my eyes closed
And I don't wanna die slow, I'm way too prideful
I'll decide when tide's low
And I'll go swimming thirty feet deep
Screaming at a world that doesn't need me
The second wave's coming, another day of numbing
I'm sorry to my lungs, they ain't breathing
They ain't breathing

Life been glorified, I feel mortified to meet me
Fell in love, now I'm horrified just to be me
And I'm so sure if I was borderline
You'd have no worries on when to get up, fortify, and leave me
Pour more, I'm tired, four more and I'm wired
Last piece to the puzzle, shakes in my voice go and get me higher
And I can't feel my hands turn cold, I'm a mother fucking ice box
Mr. Fantastic, I feel fake, I feel plastic just like fox
These dogs days, they just eat me up
Every day's more blurred, I roll a j and beat me up
Cuz I got brain trauma from insane drama
You can't take names, no you can't take commas
And you can't stay or imma get nauseous
Imma call bosses, imma call Boston
Now I'm speeding wicked down thirty-five, taking a time lapse of the century
Chew me up and spit me out, it's still gon go down how it's meant to be
I'm surrounded by friends, but I live with my enemies, dark matter with negative energy
My veins knew the blood you were sending me, you stay gooped up on what you pretend to be

I'm on my ride home
Driving with my eyes closed
And I don't wanna die slow, I'm way too prideful
I'll decide when the tide's low
And I'll go swimming thirty feet deep
Screaming at a world that doesn't need me
The second wave's coming, another day of numbing
I'm sorry to my lungs, they ain't breathing
I'm on my ride home
Driving with my eyes closed
And I don't wanna die slow, I'm way too prideful
I'll decide when the tide's low
And I'll go swimming thirty feet deep
Screaming at a world that doesn't need me
The second wave's coming, another day of numbing
I'm sorry to my lungs, they ain't breathing
I'm on my, I'm on my, I'm on my

I'm on my bullshit now, I've never been sober
Never knew I'd be working side by side with a casket closer
Can't even get into my clothes without falling over
I need to speak with the owner, I fiend for weed like a stoner
I don't wanna go down, go down this road
I don't wanna know how, know how you stole
My heart from the cage, got a blade like a bandit
So far from my place, I can't stay, I can't stand it
Imma go panic, I don't know what a plan is
Imma go manic, I don't know how to manage
I'm outta amo, I can't deal with the damage
All of the healing it cancels, all of feeling it just cancels

I don't love myself, I don't trust nobody else to
I don't wanna go to hell, but I don't want nobody's help thru it all
I don't love myself, I don't trust nobody else to
I don't wanna go to hell, but I don't want nobody's help thru it all
I don't love myself, I don't trust nobody else to
I don't wanna go to hell, but I don't want nobody's help

I'm on my ride home
Driving with my eyes closed
And I don't wanna die slow, I'm way too prideful
I'll decide when tide's low
And I'll go swimming thirty feet deep
Screaming at a world that doesn't need me
The second wave's coming, another day of numbing
I'm sorry to my lungs, they ain't breathing
They ain't breathing

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