Losing Lyrics

Every day I wake up reeling with an ache deep in my bones

And I have a hard time believing its from 5G cellular phones

I mean the reasons change said seasons sight through the smoke

Time to tackle my days in a red eyed haze like I got nothing to lose

And as I slither with my mucus through these cold and open streets

While my eye stalks sway in the breeze

And all these lines of salt are being laid out right in front of me

Slug kinda day, tryna bring home some money

Losing Sense of Time

Losing Sense of Time

You don't know if you don't play the game