Fake Xan man he's a dealer with a plan
Benzo coated relief, two fifty each
Fentanyl kills you quicker than the syringe
Coughing and choking no marks on your skin
Walking round in a piss stained existance
Five years went missin', bottled up feelings
A sermonless preacher
Take the edge off til there's no cliff left
Trim the hedge of reason with sheers so deceiving
A long distance runner
Life is a marathon not a sprint
Slurring words with a glazed glint
Arrogance wrapped in a blanket
Can't face the truth reality dangles
I hate being Bi-Polar it's awesome
Take to the bed, playing possum
Self medicate, stagnate
Break the cycle with a crow bar
Before you go too far
You are not your illness, You are not your mind
Intrusive taught's take me captive
Negative narrative
Mumbled verses from another dead rapper
They're fillin' hearses quicker than the reaper
This song goes deeper than a Jack Cousteau trip
I'm fishing for meaning in an ocean of old flicks
Switch up the flow
Don't give your your soul to the silk road
Generation Xanax crippled with panic
Feeling the weight pressing down
Generation Xanax crippled with panic numbing the pain of it all
City's on lockdown, Our minds are shutdown
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Fake Xan man he's a dealer with a plan
Benzo coated relief, two fifty each
Fentanyl kills you quicker than the syringe
Coughing and choking no marks on your skin
Walking round in a piss stained existance
Five years went missin', bottled up feelings
A sermonless preacher
Take the edge off til there's no cliff left
Trim the hedge of reason with sheers so deceiving
A long distance runner
Life is a marathon not a sprint
Slurring words with a glazed glint
Arrogance wrapped in a blanket
Can't face the truth reality dangles
I hate being Bi-Polar it's awesome
Take to the bed, playing possum
Self medicate, stagnate
Break the cycle with a crow bar
Before you go too far
You are not your illness, You are not your mind
Intrusive taught's take me captive
Negative narrative
Mumbled verses from another dead rapper
They're fillin' hearses quicker than the reaper
This song goes deeper than a Jack Cousteau trip
I'm fishing for meaning in an ocean of old flicks
Switch up the flow
Don't give your your soul to the silk road
Generation Xanax crippled with panic
Feeling the weight pressing down
Generation Xanax crippled with panic numbing the pain of it all
City's on lockdown, Our minds are shutdown
Benzo coated relief, two fifty each
Fentanyl kills you quicker than the syringe
Coughing and choking no marks on your skin
Walking round in a piss stained existance
Five years went missin', bottled up feelings
A sermonless preacher
Take the edge off til there's no cliff left
Trim the hedge of reason with sheers so deceiving
A long distance runner
Life is a marathon not a sprint
Slurring words with a glazed glint
Arrogance wrapped in a blanket
Can't face the truth reality dangles
I hate being Bi-Polar it's awesome
Take to the bed, playing possum
Self medicate, stagnate
Break the cycle with a crow bar
Before you go too far
You are not your illness, You are not your mind
Intrusive taught's take me captive
Negative narrative
Mumbled verses from another dead rapper
They're fillin' hearses quicker than the reaper
This song goes deeper than a Jack Cousteau trip
I'm fishing for meaning in an ocean of old flicks
Switch up the flow
Don't give your your soul to the silk road
Generation Xanax crippled with panic
Feeling the weight pressing down
Generation Xanax crippled with panic numbing the pain of it all
City's on lockdown, Our minds are shutdown
Writer: Padraig O'Donoghue
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid