Wake Up

Fighting biting out o control
loosin my teeth losin my soul
the old witch knows what i’ll go through
she’s seen the end and she’s telling me to wake up wake up ghastly ass attitudes come to bed
every night i go head to head
personification fear and greed
toss me aroun like a tumbleweed
wake up wake up runnin around with a heart of foam
achin and shakin i only roam
through the ruins of the danger zone
hell in a bathroom i have no home
in this dream i’ve been havin for weeks
the old crone grabs me by the cheek
pulls me close and begins to talk
i’m a beautiful body but nobody will look
i’m a bus full o kids rollin off the dock
i’m accused of murder but i can’t talk
i’m allowed to leave but the door is stuck
i’m ablunt gettin smoked and i can’t wake up
i’m a truck on a hill and i can’t stop
im’assuming the worst cause it always reverts
and i’m certain that my bubble is about to burst
wake up wake up mysteruous deats in ya family tree
question marks in ya ancestry
has one o yall ever died peacefully
only ever stories o tragedy
wake up wake up buckets of blood spilled by women who give the evil eye
if i’s not a chase it’ll be a fight
hope i never dream tonight
wake up wake up
i’m gonna change these wayward ways
with which i’ve lived for ten thousand days
memory is basically a stressfull haze
runniun from the demons I’m supposed to face
wake up wake up