And breathin`s overrated
Stormchasin` and its gettin` later
I used to love her, now I hate her
Shes a brain-raider, fallin` in a crater of lost memories
I`m so out of hand that I don`t even f**k with me

I`m goin` trippin` drunk and slippin`
Sleepin` in ditches, switchin` prescriptions
Bangin` a random whore and itchin`
I don`t give a flyin` feces
I ain`t one with the human species
Slappin` the nurse, tryin` to up my cc`s

I fall apart, take all my pain, turn it to art
Blowin` up a K-mart and blame it all on Mozart
F**k, I`m surprised I got a deal
Every two hours I take a pill
That`s where I`m at, it`s all surreal

I got imaginary friends, an imaginary life
An imaginary wife and a real knife
Outta here by next weekend
Hung over on a dresser with my brain leakin`

And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery

I think I`m losin` my mind
I`m whacked out on jack and blacked out
Trapped in a crack house full of d-d-doubt
I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears, been out for ten years
Hit a big bump up off the mirror

Find me at www dot, I came to trouble you dot
Come here mothaf**ka, take your best shot
Suicidal, got a lot of demons to fight
I`ll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle

I feel abused to lose the blues, I`ll bring my booze
I`m in the who`s who`s and dope fees
And floozies in the land and preparin` for news
These ni**as are never choosy
The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the forehead

And I`m barely here, look in the mirror every day
And slowly disappear, been through a million
And 67 emotions in my short career
Riddles I fear, staggered out in the street
And fall off a pier, aww f**k it

And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery

My heartbeat is racin`, even though I`m standin`
Still I can`t stop stormchasin`
I stole a shell casing, so close to overdose
The light of day hurts my eyes
Wishing my death to be a surprise

My life should be more than four walls and a floor
But thats all that is mine, God give me a sign
`Cause I`m tryin` and dyin` at the same time
I`m not hesitatin`, just waitin`

Heck yeah, comin` with a flurry
And like the spice up in you throat
I get you chokin` like that curry
Somethin` `bout the police and them lights
That get me worried, made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry

Flyin` from the spirits, so I got a story
The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray
It`s all a can, still its filled with no glory
Top the killer red out at 2:30

And I run away from the light of day
I am not okay, my soul`s a misery