Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Shining , by - Swollen Members. Song from the album Dagger Mouth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.04.2011
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
The Shining |
| My head keeps spinnin and spinnin and spinnin |
| I don’t know if this is the end or it’s the beginnin |
| Man I’m losin my mind, I think I’m losin my mind |
| I think I’m losin my mind, I sink deeper try to keep it in line |
| I’m feeling like I wanna die |
| I’m an addict, I’m not talkin 'bout a fuckin marijuana high |
| Fuck the gangster talk, I’ll smash your teeth in with the baby Glock |
| I’m a mental patient spittin crazy talk |
| I’m talented but life’s a balancing act |
| And I am way off of alignment, the payoff isn’t time yet |
| I’m so fuckin broke I’m puttin clothes up for consignment |
| I used to be white lightning |
| Now I’m sittin in a dark cloud, wonderin where my mind went |
| Y’all know where to find me! |
| Behind closed blinds, I’m on my type-a-writer |
| While I watch a spider climbin up the wall |
| To spin a web, and catch a fly and watch him die |
| He sucks all of the blood out of him then I start to cry |
| I don’t know why, I don’t know why he swallowed a fly |
| You’re all gonna die; |
| that’s my only comfort |
| I smashed my iPhone before you get my number |
| … I’m clinically insane, mentally deranged |
| Hangin from a string strangled by a chain… |
| I guess all of the drugs have done a number on my brain |
| Fuck it! |
| Yo I look up in the sky, I see the sun shining |
| So why’s my mind spinning? |
| Arkham Asylum |
| Dark Knight, Ra’s al Ghuls, Scarecrows, Jokers, Riddlers |
| Catwomen and Penguins, Spidey sense is tingling |
| Hobgoblin, Doc Oc, Sandman, and Venom |
| My mind starts to die/dye like it’s indigo denim |
| Time for me to Sean Penn 'em, lose 21 grams |
| It’s the game at close range, I’m the Falcon, he’s the Snowman |
| He’s drinkin down a Pepsi while I’m openin a Coke can |
| My first show in front of ten thousand out at Snow Jam |
| No man, old man, take a look at my life |
| Carve my name in the tree with my own pocket knife |
| Yeah I’m classic Old Spice, you a Spice Girl, +Scary+ |
| Selling off my mental property, «Glen Ross Glengarry» |
| And I know it’s around here somewhere on the property buried |
| But I’m plastered like a poster — Obey, Shepard Fairey |
| 6:30 every mornin, is when I get up like Banksy |
| Jet to the studio Mad’s trippin sittin angtsy |
| It’s reality and fantasy but I can’t separate |
| My feet are on the ground so how the fuck my body levitate? |
| In no way is this meant to disrespect my family or God |
| Yeah… |
| Okay seven day coke binge, heroin in tinfoil |
| Heroin in pill form, brain egg hardboiled |
| Mad Child chase dragon, turn into a gargoyle |
| Grade 7 mom took me shopping down at Park Royal |
| This is not the life that I have dreamt about |
| Mentally I’m emptied out, rapping while I vent with a demented mouth |
| Sentimentally my sentiments are printed out |
| Now stick a knife inside me, giving you something to think about |
| Insanity, it’s hereditary, grandma got dementia |
| Grandma tried to kill herself, she’s suffering from depression |
| And Mad Child suffer from depression |
| So am I going to try to kill myself is constantly my question |