Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Macaulay Culkin, artist - FrakDate of issue: 07.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Macaulay Culkin |
| Insomniac, insomniac, insomniac, insomniac |
| I been in my head so long, I forgot where my body at |
| There ain’t no rest for the weary, there ain’t no rest for my cardiac |
| Few times been around that track, but there really ain’t no hollaback |
| Can’t sleep, way deep, in my mind |
| Wake me, pacing, in the nine |
| Fading, pain deep, in my eyes |
| Can’t blame me, I’m wavy, ‘til I die |
| I sleep when I’m dead, I sigh while I’m passin' |
| Self-care in the afterlife, take naps in my casket |
| I’m hella zonin', on the search for some melatonin (yeah) |
| My melanin gettin' mela-nowhere (yeah) |
| Too high to talk: Rosetta Stoner (woo) |
| Like, yeah, this time shit’s make-believe |
| Made up like it’s Maybelline (yeah) |
| Repeat the days and keep your ways ‘til deja vu turns to c’est la vie (c'est la |
| vie) |
| Wit' the same routine |
| Next year comes, it don’t change a thing (nope) |
| But my view clear in my new year |
| My resolution is 1080p (yee!) |
| Like, yeah, I’m really spacy (yeah) |
| Never tied down, my shit is wavy (yeah) |
| They told me, «Don't quit your day job» (nope) |
| I told them, «Don't quit your daydream» (yeah) |
| That’s why their days fade away (yeah) |
| Always somethin' to complain and blame (yeah) |
| Guess Illuminati had made it rain |
| And mercury was in Gatorade |
| But yeah, sometimes I lie to myself (yeah) |
| I’m in denial of myself (yeah) |
| Y’all be countin' on sheep |
| I be countin' on goats ‘cause I count on myself (woo!) |
| I ain’t sleepin' ‘til I season my dreams (yeah!) |
| I ain’t sleepin' ‘til my demons release (yeah!) |
| I ain’t sleepin' ‘til the fire deepen and the choir speakin' to stop sleepin' |
| on me (Let's go!) |
| Yah! |
| Insomniac, insomniac, insomniac, insomniac |
| I been in my head so long, I forgot where my body at |
| There ain’t no rest for the weary, there ain’t no rest for my cardiac |
| Few times been around that track, but there really ain’t no hollaback |
| Can’t sleep, way deep, in my mind |
| Wake me, pacing, in the nine |
| Fading, pain deep, in my eyes |
| Can’t blame me, I’m wavy, ‘til I die |
| I woke up like this… flaw- (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| I woke up like this (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, I woke up like this… flaw- (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| I woke up like this (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I’m sad and I’m low |
| Yeah, I drink and I smoke |
| Yeah, I rest and I’m woke |
| Yeah, I wilt and I grow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah, I ebb and I flow |
| Yeah |
| My memory’s dead (boop), the battery’s full (yeah) |
| Replayin' the days (yeah), they happen on loop (yeah) |
| I make my mistakes (again), the pattern recoups |
| Wishin' my memories played the highlights, but that shit is like Shaqtin' a |
| Fool (ha-ha!) |
| Got my failures on playback (yeah) |
| Deep in my memory, way back (yeah) |
| Found some trauma from ‘06 (shit) |
| Found a needle in a haystack (shit) |
| Tryna get to bed, Henny to the head |
| Blaze through a whole eight-sack (woo!) |
| Look at it again |
| Took so many Xans that I woke up wit' a face tat' (true!) |
| Under the cover I rest |
| Sleep is the cousin of Death |
| Buddy is brothers with Stress |
| Eddy is fuckin' my ex, heard it from under his breath |
| I am a mess |
| I am not one to reflect |
| I am just one to assess |
| All the monsters that’s under my bed took over the block, now they raisin' my |
| rent |
| Escape to my dreams, a slow interlude |
| You know those dreams, that are so real to you? |
| Float to the moon, both in the nude |
| Fall into a cold swimming pool |
| And I woke in a room |
| All I could do was hope it was true |