Brain Washed ft. ESR Candyman Lyrics

It's still running through my mind each and every day

And it's not even once or twice

It's constantly, subconsciously

And I understand that it's too dark to see

It's something I've accepted Shit, I ain't even arguing

All I could do is carry on

That time frame was a flame, suffocated

And washed out my brain

I got the stain up on my face cause the past can't be changed

Acted certain ways, it got me more than just ashamed

It got me feeling like I'm less of a man, man

Brainwashed days in a daze in outer space

Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face

From the carried on grins, let that pain just rot away

Sink it right down to the bottom, and let that ship just sail away

Whoa

Brainwashed days, in a daze in outer space

Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face

From the carried on grins,

Let that pain just rot away

Sink it right down to the bottom

And let that ship just sail away, ugh

Now I search for better days, but I'm lost

I can't see, I can't hear, and I can't breathe I can't eat, and I can't sleep, I can't teach

And I can't preach

But fucking right, I know I learned

Love is loud, and hate is earned Kings get crowned, and passion burns

I don't see the purpose that my box spring on my mattress serves

Cause I hardly get to sleep, and when I dream it's opposite to peace

I'm drowning in that place, so you can burn, I grind my teeth

Contemplating on going out, looking like a tire swing

You know I'm swinging, diamonds on me steady blinging

Them people watching, so I'm being cautious

Gotta watch them, cause I know they hating

Got a lot of money, and a lot of jewelry

On my wristwatch, looking dangerous

You can see me coming if the sun is shining

Cause my diamonds cutting strange angles

Feeling brainwashed, like my mind is twisted

Gotta get a grip before I lose my shit

Somebody call my momma, crawl, flip the script

With these big old cannons, howling hooligans

They say I'm hella dangerous, cause I lost my patience

I done lost my mind, I'm talking to the angels I don't talk to strangers

cause they make me angry

And I'm trying to make it to the land of famous

Brainwashed days in a daze in outer space

Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face

From the carried on grins, let that pain just rot away

Sink it right down to the bottom, and let that ship just sail away

Brainwashed days, in a daze in outer space

Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face

From the carried on grins,

Let that pain just rot away

Sink it right down to the bottom

And let that ship just sail away