| On and on
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| My mind’s a clock that just never stops
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| Been down for six weeks
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| Count the hours of sleep I never got
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| Ask me one time I’ll say («I'm doing fine»)
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| Ask me two times I’ll say («I'm doing fine»)
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| Third time you know’s a fuckin' lie
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| Hurt myself just to come alive
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| Everyday I awake, take a drink, numb the pain
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| Drop a note, make it rain, but you know shit be fake
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| Buy a gun, hold it tight, keep it on my bedside
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| Pull the trigger, say goodnight, yo, what the fuck is this?
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| I ain’t sick motherfucker, but I can’t get outta bed
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| You ever feel that barrel get close too your head?
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| Forget what I said, forget what I meant
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| Forget bein' alive, I’d rather be dead, what?
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| (Always down, always down)
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| Always down and can’t seem to look up
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| I’m all I have to blame
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| (I'm all I have to blame)
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| Everyday I feel something different
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| But it all just stays the same
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| I’ll say I’m doing fine
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| But I’ll never be okay
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| What, what?
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| (On and on, my mind’s…)
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| On and on
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| My mind’s a clock that just never stops
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| Been down for six weeks
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| Count the hours of sleep I never got
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| Ask me one time I’ll say («I'm doing fine»)
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| Ask me two times I’ll say («I'm doing fine»)
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| Third time you know’s a fuckin' lie
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| Hurt myself just to come alive
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| Man, I been down like underground
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| No Tony Hawk sittin' in the park while it’s dark, nigga fucked up
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| Fuck fame, money, and bitches, I’m fucked up
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| The definition of failure, nigga, tough luck
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| Jaded and all I want is my enemies apart
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| Blank face, blunt mouthed wit' a empty heart
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| Feel like I’m stuck in the sea and all I see is the sharks
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| Can’t run away from the pain when all you see is the dark
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| Stuck in the game, mind gone insane
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| From the thangs that I got but it’s anger and pain
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| All that I’ll gain when I get to the top
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| Feelin' the highs to get from the lows
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| I’ll never escape that’s just how it goes
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| Takin' a dose to warm when you froze
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| Numb from the pain, I feel like a ghost
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| Focus so I’ll never fold, but paranoia’s got a hold
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| Haters keep me on my toes, this fuckin' game is gettin' old
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| Depression’s tryna burn me, gotta get up off the stove
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| Ain’t tryna be another fuckin' dead failure story told
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| (Always down, always down)
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| Always down and can’t seem to look up
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| I’m all I have to blame
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| (I'm all I have to blame)
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| Everyday I feel something different
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| But it all just stays the same, yeah |