Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Desolation, artist - Doobie. Album song Demons - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SCFMG
Song language: English
Desolation |
| I plan on gettin' high, so you know I got my wings |
| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing |
| Please wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream |
| I believe in make believe, but this shit here ain’t what it seems |
| Can somebody wake me up from this dream |
| I can’t remember anything |
| Deep down inside I feel to scream |
| These drugs have got the best of me |
| There is not much left of me |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| If I shall die before I wake |
| I pray the Lord my soul to take |
| I ain’t got much time to make shit right |
| So I’m ah start tomorrow |
| Hoping that my time will end tonight |
| And free me of my sorrow |
| But what the fuck do I look like off to myself |
| Somebody offer me help |
| I’m trapped in this state of mind |
| Where I’m stuck between dreaming and wasting time |
| So fuck sleepin on it, I’m chasin mine |
| Feed me my opponents or feed me lines |
| They say I ain’t shit, they ain’t never lied |
| Cause I’m paying to sit but ain’t pay my tithes |
| But I plan on getting high, so you know I got my wings |
| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing |
| Somebody wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream |
| I believe in make believe, cause it ain’t never what it seems |
| I plan on gettin' high, so you know I came prepared |
| Can’t tell if it’s a demon or an angel that I’m hearing |
| But it’s tuming every dream I see into nightmares |
| The real reason I can’t sleep — cause I’m scared |
| I ain’t scared to say it… Fuck |
| Can somebody wake me up from this dream |
| I can’t remember anything |
| Deep down inside I feel to scream |
| These drugs have got the best of me |
| There is not much left of me |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe |
| I overdosed now im throwing up |
| Reality hit me like golden gloves |
| Drugs chose me I’m the chosen one |
| I love all of em, and the holy one |
| They all hit the spot like hole in one |
| I got kush ball, nigga grow you some |
| You gonna learn one day it ain’t y’all |
| It’s the lean, nigga pour me up |
| I got money on my mind |
| You got shit from the past on yours |
| Just, just relax and relapse, relapse and relax |
| One hit feel like that victory lap |
| There’s bugs inside me, my soul’s infested |
| This rap shit, my soul’s infested Gucci |
| Can somebody wake me up from this dream |
| I can’t remember anything |
| Deep down inside I feel to scream |
| These drugs have got the best of me |
| There is not much left of me |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe |
| They ain’t used to fuck wit me |
| Now everybody bumpin me |
| Wanna say what’s up to me |
| Sit down and smake a blunt with me |
| Fuck who didn’t fuck with me |
| Fuck with y’all really can’t even fuck with me |
| Stop the fuckery, everybody suckin me |
| No sucka, I’m sucka free |
| How can I believe in something that I can’t see |
| And plus they keep judging me |
| I’m ah junkie, druggie teen |
| I’m anything you want me to be |
| Im just a fiend that won’t achieve |
| Or reach the finer things |
| Because I’m too high off the finest weed |
| I’m so a finally free, finally, finally |
| Ain’t no finding me, I’m in the cut just like hide and seek |
| Is this the deep sleep or is this another bad dream |
| You know I got my wings |
| All we got is time, I ain’t worried bout a thing |
| Please wake me up, I’m stuck in a dream |
| I believe in make believe but this shit here ain’t what it seems |
| Can somebody wake me up from this dream |
| I can’t remember anything |
| Deep down inside I feel to scream |
| These drugs have got the best of me |
| There is not much left of me |
| Now I lay me down to sleep |
| I pray the Lord my soul to keep |
| Hold my breath because I don’t wanna breathe |