Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Magical Thinking, artist - Esham. Album song She Loves Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Reel Life
Song language: English
Magical Thinking |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I just need to find a place to hide |
'Cause all my friends are dead, but somehow I’m still alive |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I’ve lived inside my head |
I can’t sit at a restaurant and have a bite |
Too many people talking makes me lose my appetite |
I don’t like to leave home. |
I got anxiety |
I can’t exist in this sick society |
Too many people are perverted, and so am I |
After I sleep with a girl, I curl up and hide |
When somebody locks eyes with me, I look down |
And act like I don’t even see him comin' around |
I get needy grab my phone |
And pretend to text anybody, I’d rather be a bum |
I’ve been talking to this girl for six months |
But I ain’t even heard her real voice once |
The world’s over, so find a place to hide |
If you wanna survive, don’t ever go outside |
Don’t watch the news, 'cause everybody is dead |
Just lock your doors and live inside your head |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I just need to find a place to hide |
'Cause all my friends are dead, but somehow I’m still alive |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I’ve lived inside my head |
I got a whole world inside my head, and I’m the ruler |
Sick shit goin' on in my medulla |
I’m frozen like Freon fresh out the cooler |
No class, but I still might school ya |
Don’t let if fool ya, macho man, ooh ya |
Killed a police, then I flee and allude ya |
Stood on many stages, never got booed, yeah |
Went up in the church |
Caught the Holy Ghost, fuck a and the goat |
Let the pig squeal at the barbecue roast |
I couldn’t spell his name on the suicide note |
So I just said «Fuck it» and that’s all she wrote |
Then my head got to spinnin', the devil got to grinnin' |
I was losin' that life, but I thought I was winnin' |
I was prayin' on Sunday, every other day sinnin' |
Until the FBI came and kicked my shit in |
The devil got a hold on me, somebody told on me |
I was a hot boy, but then they went cold on me |
It could have been anybody who on me |
'Cause when you’re sellin' your soul, you sure gon' see |
Ain’t no life insurance in this game of policies |
They shoot you down in the street with no apologies |
Rap poison for the rodents that infest the cheese |
Rap crooks wanna look the secret recipes |
It ain’t no honor among thieves out in the streets |
'Cause everybody is hungry and wanna eat |
I know you see what I’m sayin', but you don’t wanna speak |
Only the strong survive, but the earth inherited by the lead |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I just need to find a place to hide |
'Cause all my friends are dead, but somehow I’m still alive |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I’ve lived inside my head, and I don’t go outside |
I live inside my head, and I don’t go outside |