The camera crew were my demons in pursuit to photoshoot

Me rewinding back to the roots when I was young and confused

Deja vu came in effect when I was building more reasons

To hate myself, while I was suffering from fighting my demons

I needed help but my trust told me that people were filthy

Before the lies, I was an innocent man that wasn't guilty, with plans

But I fell short in advance from my expenses

Defensive towards my values to repair myself from consequences

I came inches to ending my life early

Cause nothing could ever soothe me from dealing with evil bullies

Dismissed from the advice to be a man that flips

No one would stand with the kid that never hung in the mix

Abandonment would stand near me, after people left me

Seeing how quickly all the ones that I loved could forget me

I lost my mind to find myself, and that'll prolly be what I'll never have back

'Cause I'm in the past that is dangerous for me to see the

Flashbacks

Flashbacks

All I see are flashbacks, same picture playing back

Where you at, lord, can you save me?

'Cause these flashbacks got me feeling crazy

These flashbacks are playing with me

I'm feeling crazy

I'm feeling crazy

My personality was the needle on the record to play back

My days as an adolescent fiend that was a crazed cat

So strange, that people couldn't stand me or my presence

Well known as an peasant that was suicidal since the age of 7

I used to crack under pressure to who was hating

Exploding in mistakes and my brutal hallucinations

While facing all my fears and ish

Dealing with my low self esteem from my childhood traumatic experiences

As I grew, I was becoming more bitter

Lashing out on the people, without thinking if I should reconsider

But was born a sinner to be far from blessed

I saw a star playing back from when it died on the vcr in my head

Dear lord, I'm suffering from the trauma and stress

From what I've went 'thru in my past, causing me to neglect

Anyone that I felt was breathing down my neck and pushing me closer

To their plotting schemes, before they damaged my heart into a coma

Let's roll the tape back to when I first met bipolar

And how it forced me to isolate from everyone, to be a loner

I still feel alone (uh) in these present times that are wack

My brain is still rewinding back my life, real rap, cause I see

Flashbacks

Flashbacks

All I see are flashbacks, same picture playing back

Where you at, lord, can you save me?

'Cause these flashbacks got me feeling crazy

These flashbacks are playing with me

I'm feeling crazy

I'm feeling crazy

I sync a wish into my soul, and hoping that it comes true

To see a future that is far from my flashbacks, with a view

Of finding screws to fix my conscience, to dream of things to conquer

Without feeling mood swings transform me into a monster

I need a doctor cause I'm feeling crazy

More crazy than I've ever been from mental illness that raised me

Can't think of when I had a good time, without energy

That boosts me then drains me, until I forget the strength that's in me

My mind is gone and now I'm feeling empty

From these flashbacks that are taking selfies of me and my misery

Blind from the flash, as I see my life flash before me

By the face of the devil behind a ski mask

I see black pictures of me fading from this life of sin

Cutting out my thoughts with a knife, then I ink it on a pad with a pen

Here we go again with life dragging me back

To what I tried to surpass, that's why I'm forever cursed cause all I see are flashbacks (Flashbacks)

Flashbacks

All I see are flashbacks, same picture playing back

Where you at, lord, can you save me?

'Cause these flashbacks got me feeling crazy

These flashbacks are playing with me

I'm feeling crazy

I'm feeling crazy