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I heard it through the grapevine
I've been rolling in the dirt
I know it take time
Head in knots now
Belly filled with tapeworms
I've expired
You can toss me to the landmine
Body leaking
Chewed and spit out by the daytime
Lost in grey
Collecting dust without a baseline
Search for the golden mean
Allusive like the silver lining
The silverfish basks in abyss on floorboard of your mind
I just need a little bit of something for myself
So sick of sucking on my selfishness
I'm signing out of everything
Done talking for the death of it
And all my friends are desolate.
I just need a little bit of something for myself
So sick of sucking on my selfishness
I'm climbing out of everything
Done talking for the death of it
And all my friends in deficit.
I feel so grimy and grumpy
I slide across the floor
And my spirit is kissing its teeth
Trying to be reborn again and metamorph
But my new embryo keep kicking at me
Make a series on Ted Bundy then treat me like a killer
Turns out no money for me
Who is the master?
I don't have a Masters
Waiting on my honorary PhD
What is a doctor, adopting a conscience?
I must be a doctor of something at least
Call me a doctor of nonsense
A doctor of dot to dot and everything you don't see
Trying to find milk and honey
Crack my skull less but I could only find cowardice grief
Shiver and grinding my teeth
Now we anxious and ADD
Rapping like I'm so OCD
Why is Otis so OTT
Feeling hunted like Moby Dick
Too consumed by this rice & beans
I don't think there's no fight in me
So suspicious of every dream
Because who knew that this life was so brief
And I'm scared I won't wake every that I sleep
I heard it through the grapevine
I've been rolling in the dirt
I know it take time
Head in knots now
Belly filled with tapeworms
I've expired
You can toss me to the landmine
Body leaking
Chewed and spit out by the daytime
Lost in grey
Collecting dust without a baseline
Search for the golden mean
Allusive like the silver lining
The silverfish basks in abyss on floorboard of your mind
I just need a little bit of something for myself
So sick of sucking on my selfishness
I'm signing out of everything
Done talking for the death of it
And all my friends are desolate
I just need a little bit of something for myself
So sick of sucking on my selfishness
I'm climbing out of everything
Done talking for the death of it
And all my friends in deficit
