Mxphy - Sleeping in a Hearse Lyrics

I need a distraction but nothing seems to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Screaming f*ck the fame am I to blame to steal a purse
And this is how it is until I end up in a hearse

Feeling kinda sleepy yet I'm driving off to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Fixated on fame I guess I'll just write a verse
And this is how it is until I'm sleeping in a hearse

Living in this make believe world full of vacancy
Everyone who's hatin me building on the hate In me
Why they all debating me, all the shit they say to me
Makes me wait for my demise
Saying all is fine
Waiting cross the line
Fall in place through the motions wake up after closing time
I just hope to find the meaning of this life
Making sure the stars align so these chords can harmonize
So I cross my t's and dot my eyes and accept that it all is lies

I need a distraction but nothing seems to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Screaming f*ck the fame am I to blame to steal a purse
And this is how it is until I end up in a hearse

Feeling kinda sleepy yet I'm driving off to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Fixated on fame I guess I'll just write a verse
And this is how it is until I'm sleeping in a hearse

I've been waking up hands shaking drenched in a cold sweat
Fighting for existence even though there's no hope left
Hearts racing clinched fists and now I got no breath
Pacing back and fourth wearing down I got no soul left
Hiding in this hoodie like it's summer 17 again
Reminiscing with regret I hate I had to leave a friend
Thinking what it could be it was me and you forever
But this is what it should be I think this was for the better

I need a distraction but nothing seems to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Screaming f*ck the fame am I to blame to steal a purse
And this is how it is until I end up in a hearse

Feeling kinda sleepy yet I'm driving off to work
Feeling all this pain yet I'm afraid to pop a perc
Fixated on fame I guess I'll just write a verse
And this is how it is until I'm sleeping in a hearse