273-E Lyrics

Brought to my knees by the air that sends a breeze

I wished for relief but was given a strip tease

Physically free but under mental bondage, hope demolished, awaiting psychotherapy

Please

I swear you don't know what it feels like, feels fine, in time twist-tie my insides

The angel in me is glad that it's all over

The devil in me wants to give the cold-shoulder and die

I'm not fine, swear to God, man, I never been that

On borrowed time, that's why I'm at risk to relapse

On borrowed time, don't have the luxury to relax

Redact my knack and take my Prozac

Reading more words than that of a text message

Lie to the doctor, send me home without confession

In the back of my mind, suicide resides

I wonder if I even really learned my lesson

I guess I didn't cause I'm here

Keeping it crystal clear

I stood up to my demon, why don't you go and grow a pair?

Looking in my room for me, I'm not there

Slit my wrist just in time to disappear

Rapping with bars, not singing with chords

Living life to the fullest on my own accord

I have my vices, I'll leave you to yours

Tend the grass, go and do your chores

Stupid boy

Ah shit

Eh, Q, bring the beat back

Effed up, man I was messed up, 12 in my house, I left on a stretcher

Extra

Extra money on my ledger, better

Brace for all the bad weather, brethren

I'm bringing a full storm when I get in the psych ward

I'm bringing my demons to sell them all to the lord

I'm rejecting the sedatives, or whatever they said it is

I'm breaking restraints, I think I must be Frank Gore

Pill after pill, I don't want no more

High consumption like a candy store

Raise a glass for death, raise a glass for a toast, on trazodone I overdosed

Got dang

I swear, you don't know what it feel like

Heart racing, light-headed, you don't know what it feel like

High as a kite but something ain't right

Approaching the ever-elusive white light

Brought to my knees by the air that sends a breeze

I wished for relief but was given a strip tease

Physically free but under mental bondage, hope demolished, awaiting psychotherapy

Please

I swear you don't know what it feels like, feels fine, in time twist-tie my insides

The angel in me is glad that it's all over

The devil in me wants to give the cold-shoulder