Losing My Mind (Explicit)-Pharoahe Monch

歌手 : Pharoahe Monch

专辑 : PTSD - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:17

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Losing My Mind (Explicit) - Pharoahe Monch

A clock without a minute hand

An hourglass without sand

Suspended within space and time

I walk a thin line

Amongst the masses all alone

A furnished house with no one home

I see through walls that's hard to climb

I'm losing my mind

No medicaid no medication

Thinking you're better off dead

Instead should have been dedicated to education

I spin the cylinder on my revolver

I spin the cylinder

Would someone explain who'd leave a dick in charge of a bush

Of a colon i'm screwed saw more war than warsaw poland viewed

An infant's insides outside of his body

Inside of a place of worship ungodly

Out cries tears dear god where are we

That's what i scream towards the skyline but probably

No one can hear a word of what i was saying

Insurgents surged in the temple where i was praying

Now flashbacks wake me abruptly when police pass by

Lights flash if i could only put the past on a flashdrive i'd

For peace of mind install an external drive

So i'd be more driven internally to survive i'm

A clock without a minute hand

An hourglass without sand

So i spin the cylinder on my revolver

I spin the cylinder on my revolver

Amongst the masses all alone

A furnished house with no one home

So i spin the cylinder on my revolver

I spin the cylinder on my revolver

My family customs were not accustomed

To dealing with mental health

It was more or less an issue for white families with wealth

Void i defected employed self annoyed

Went independent enjoyed stealth

Now doctors prescribed sedatives and prozac

The rent's cheaper in the ghetto but you can't go back

So i spin the cylinder on my revolver

Then maybe let it draw blood like chupacabra

And dissolve into the abyss without evolving

Instead of revolving around the habitual problem solver

Research like george washington carver

But no answer so my mantra is to deal with it in and chart then

Part instead of being incredibly defiant

Peddle through revenue issues i'll do it for medical science

It's better to be level headed than to regret it and pious

Settling for life without sun shine never vibrant i'm

A clock without a minute hand

An hourglass without sand

Suspended within space and time

I walk a thin line

Amongst the masses all alone

A furnished house with no one home

I can see through walls it's hard to climb

I'm losing my i'm losing my mind