Booby Trap Lyrics

I got lured in to be honest, chasing shiny objects

I got fooled by booby traps, landmines, and all the nonsense

Took me to a darker mood, and dug a groove beyond it

My hopes dreams are drowning deep, this submarine's subconscious

I walked the path until the rubber on my shoes dissolved then

I grew some roots, they petrified now I can't move beyond this

Horror movie that I'm shooting, it deserves an audience

This sinking sand, I'm caught in it, and now it's gettin' ominous

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo

Ooo

I'm stranded in the house of truth

And all the rooms are haunted

And me myself I locked 'em

I breathe the mirrors toxins

Help me out, I'm stuck in this haunted house

Ironic my living room's, sittin' 6 feet underground

If only walls could talk, you would hear some gossip 'bout

Bodies that I've buried, but never mind let's walk around

Enough about my body count

Behold the shiny objects I've gathered

Go 'head and check the shelves

You have questions I bet, and I can always tell

You look reflective inspectin' you, probably smell

Burnt rubber from my shoes and well, it always melts

Roots that grew connected down direct to hell, Devil's pal

Swimming in sinking sand, well look at that now Ima drown

Can someone find my mind? I think it's in the lost and found

Woops, I forgot I'm all by myself

Dad a few positive thoughts that knocked, locked 'em out

Running from skeletons, tripping wow, falling down

Hide and seek with these demons, I play cat and mouse

Breathe the mirrors talks in, I'm a fuckin' chattermouth

Voices in my head, I'm feeling schizophrenic how

Can I tell 'em quiet down? When I talk it's extra loud

This a horror movie, better get the crowd

I'm shooting it, but character I'm steppin' out

First gotta check around, booby traps are set and ow

My foot fell on a landmine, it's heading south

You probably get the message now

I got lured in to be honest, chasing shiny objects

I got fooled by booby traps, landmines, and all the nonsense

Took me to a darker mood, and dug a groove beyond it

My hopes dreams are drowning deep, this submarine's subconscious

I walked the path until the rubber on my shoes dissolved then

I grew some roots, they petrified now I can't move beyond this

Horror movie that I'm shooting, it deserves an audience

This sinking sand, I'm caught in it, and now it's gettin' ominous

Oooooo

Oooooo

Oooooo

Ooo

I'm stranded in the house of truth

And all the rooms are haunted

And me myself I locked 'em

I breathe the mirrors toxins

Please forgive me and my bad manners

I showed you the mansion but shoulda showed you the path after

That leads to the graveyard where I play cards

And I gamble, and I drink, and I smoke, and pick up bad habits

That's where my hopes and dreams die

Territory breeds lies, 'cause even though it's not, I say it seems fine

I gouge my eyes out, 'cause I'd rather be blind

Than to see the evil that's possessing all this me time

This submarine is subconscious with some deep finds

First of which is the opposite of divine

These raps are making me crack, I'm snorting these lines

High way to hell taking baseball bats to peace signs

And each time I'm convinced that I've escaped

I realize I have a parachute, not a cape

Which isn't the worst thing, but isn't great

There ain't supposed to be holes like swinging on the links

Gotta think, but it's hard when you're fooled

And you're in a darker mood and you don't know what to do

And you're tired and you're confused and it's 2:32 AM

And you're arguing yourself, and you gon lose

And you can't see eye to eye, like two pirates in a duel

But you're grinning ear to ear, 'cause you've managed to delude

Yourself that you're producing, when in fact, you're the one casted

And you're acting for the cameras, man It's Truman, man it's true