Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
I f*ckin' fought off all demonic entities
But what I sought was resolve
I surely haven't seen it just yet
Sedatives got me noddin' off all on my drumset
Drew on my body with a blade to see if I could feel pain
I got word vomit
Could spit into a sonnet
No clue what be goin' on it
Neurotic thinking, hypnotic
I wanna draw a good representation of nirvana
And it'd fit if I drew it on the sensations of marijuana
Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
In vain
I keep an attempt to counterbalance the content
In my f*ckin' incessant chain of erratic thoughts
Of constant panic
Manic dropped
All f*ckin' sad and damaged
Not an awesome man
The plan I saw was not an addict self-absorbed and depressed
Too f*ckin' anxious
Obsessed with seeking anguish to test if he could further his best
"Get up, get ready, get dressed"
I'm sad and faded, man
Tragedy's degraded all will
This life, it don't make cents if I'm worth less than a dolla bill
Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
Inter-dimensional origins make me an immortal corpse at the core again
Smokin' a dub
Changin' modes
Levelin' up but layin' low
Yeah, I be playin' shows or moshin'
Cos I'm not much into talkin' bout shit I'd rather be doin'
In ruin cos of illusions
Whether they uncommon like sweater weather in Southern California
Or frequent just like a stoner
So focused
On rolling a couple g's of sticky leaf
Proceed to burn it and breathe smoke out
Ain't in none a yall's crowd
But I'm bouta bring a sound
That ain't never been around, homie