[Intro/Chorus: Prevail]
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My head keeps spinnin and spinnin and spinnin
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I don't know if this is the end or it's the beginnin
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Man I'm losin my mind, I think I'm losin my mind
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I think I'm losin my mind, I sink deeper try to keep it in line
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[Mad Child]
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I'm feeling like I wanna die
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I'm an addict, I'm not talkin 'bout a fuckin marijuana high
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Fuck the gangster talk, I'll smash your teeth in with the baby Glock
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I'm a mental patient spittin crazy talk
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I'm talented but life's a balancing act
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And I am way off of alignment, the payoff isn't time yet
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I'm so fuckin broke I'm puttin clothes up for consignment
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I used to be white lightning
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Now I'm sittin in a dark cloud, wonderin where my mind went
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[Mad Child laughs for a few seconds] Y'all know where to find me!
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Behind closed blinds, I'm on my type-a-writer
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While I watch a spider climbin up the wall
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To spin a web, and catch a fly and watch him die
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He sucks all of the blood out of him then I start to cry
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I don't know why, I don't know why he swallowed a fly
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You're all gonna die; that's my only comfort
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I smashed my iPhone before you get my number
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... I'm clinically insane, mentally deranged
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Hangin from a string strangled by a chain...
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I guess all of the drugs have done a number on my brain
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Fuck it!
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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[Prevail]
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Yo I look up in the sky, I see the sun shining
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So why's my mind spinning? Arkham Asylum
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Dark Knight, Ra's al Ghuls, Scarecrows, Jokers, Riddlers
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Catwomen and Penguins, Spidey sense is tingling
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Hobgoblin, Doc Oc, Sandman, and Venom
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My mind starts to die/dye like it's indigo denim
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Time for me to Sean Penn 'em, lose 21 grams
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It's the game at close range, I'm the Falcon, he's the Snowman
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He's drinkin down a Pepsi while I'm openin a Coke can
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My first show in front of ten thousand out at Snow Jam
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No man, old man, take a look at my life
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Carve my name in the tree with my own pocket knife
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Yeah I'm classic Old Spice, you a Spice Girl, +Scary+
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Selling off my mental property, "Glen Ross Glengarry"
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And I know it's around here somewhere on the property buried
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But I'm plastered like a poster - Obey, Shepard Fairey
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6:30 every mornin, is when I get up like Banksy
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Jet to the studio Mad's trippin sittin angtsy
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It's reality and fantasy but I can't separate
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My feet are on the ground so how the fuck my body levitate?
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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[Mad Child]
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In no way is this meant to disrespect my family or God
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Yeah...
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Okay seven day coke binge, heroin in tinfoil
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Heroin in pill form, brain egg hardboiled
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Mad Child chase dragon, turn into a gargoyle
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Grade 7 mom took me shopping down at Park Royal
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This is not the life that I have dreamt about
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Mentally I'm emptied out, rapping while I vent with a demented mouth
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Sentimentally my sentiments are printed out
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Now stick a knife inside me, giving you something to think about
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Insanity, it's hereditary, grandma got dementia
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Grandma tried to kill herself, she's suffering from depression
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And Mad Child suffer from depression
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So am I going to try to kill myself is constantly my question
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[Chorus - repeat 2X]
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The Shining
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Swollen Members |