Hook: Stop the press, everything's a mess You can look alive, but you are not at rest And ideas are flowing through your head, A million miles an hour while lying in your bed A lucid life you never thought you'd lead Are you working every day, Are you working just to bleed? I know
Verse 1: Good morning time to put that smile on your face And make the whole world think that everything is okay I squeezed you fresh orange juice or would you prefer lemonade? You got a big day ahead of you out on that stage You’ve got a million people staring up at you but there’s still no one to curl up next to you inside your living room And everything you dreamed though slowly but surely its coming true but now it’s bringing with it a side of shit you never ever knew And you never saw it coming cause you just kept on going I mean this is the life that you chose and the book that you wrote It’s a number one best seller for the moment at least Until they tell you that it’s over and they no longer need you Back to the dream again that’s where I go where it started where I promised to work hard on my flow
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Verse 2: They’re talking to me They’re telling me things Thought they would leave but They’re under my skin I feel them crawling and sprawling across my veins injecting all of their venom these demons won’t leave my brain and they’re coming closer I’m moving further They’re telling me that I got this while they’re piling on weight on my shoulders They’re holding on tight with all of their might I’m trying to fight back but I’m stuck in this fright That’s when I feel my heart start to pound They separate the stories into different genres And they say hip hop is dead but I think I found her I didn’t know if I should turn her in Cause she was hiding out so long she looked frail and thin But before I had a chance to even say a thing They took her under their wing I heard his angels sing And that’s what Satan brings, everything you want at a price you can’t afford Look alive because