One two three
So sick im sippin on the f*cking black tea
Addicted to sippin on the medical leaves
Better run before the government catches me
Ah
One two three
So sick im sippin on the f*cking black tea
Addicted to sippin on the medical leaves
Better run before the government catches me
I just want to get the f*ck out of my head
Pin me up on the wall
Leave me for dead
Just want to get the f*ck out of my head
Pin me up on the wall
Leave me for dead
I come from a neighborhood
A suburbia misunderstood
If you think you can run
I can hide ten more times when we're done
I come from a neighborhood
A suburbia misunderstood
If you think you can run
I can hide ten more times when we're done
I just want to get the f*ck out of my head
Pin me up on the wall
Leave me for dead
I Just want to get the f*ck out of my head
Pin me up on the wall
Leave me for dead
We all think that if we live in a place that's bigger than ourselves then we become as big as it
But dreams don't exist and reality is fake
You can run but you can't hide
From what lies inside
Open your eyes
To the boring mundane life we all live until we all die