PSYCHOMANIA
Vision13
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Iโm overflowing in the hotel room
Please donโt try to stop me, yeah
Iโm always wrong if i ainโt right for you
Why you gotta copy, yeah
Twelve bodies
Out in the lobby
And i ainโt trynna hide, iโm sick and tired of running
Two numbers
You dial softly
You calling up 1-3, the vision blurry, yeah
The liquor in you got you moving slowly, yeah
Them pretty eyes, they wish they never knew me, yeah
Hallucinating like you never saw me yeah
Mixing psychedelic love with psychomania
Itโs heavy metal
Damn, iโm going fucking mental into coma
Pouring up a belvedere in arizona
We going crazy
Weโre all alone in here, but not in safety
You know iโm not a loner
I love the feeling of the venom of a cobra
The blood is boiling, but the heart is getting colder
Why do you hate me?
Weโre all the same in here, the end is near
Weโre lost inside the matrix, oh yeah
Dance with the devil
No, iโm not a rebel
But iโll never settle in here
Foot on a pedal
Itโs heaven or hell
Let the lord make a choice and itโs clear
Iโd stop the time
So i feel the divinest
Sensation of you with me, yeah
Girl, why do you hate me?
Weโre all the same in here, the end is near
Weโre lost inside the matrix, oh yeah
Oooooh
Now fuck the double entendre
Too turnt up, now iโll say it louder
Now fuck the double entendre
Too turnt up, now iโll say it louder
Now fuck the double entendre
Too turnt up, now iโll say it louder
Now fuck the double entendre
Now fuck the double entendre
Now fuck the double entendre
Too turnt up, now iโll say it louder
Iโm flying high like mo bamba
Man, iโm flying like iโm mo farah
She dolce with no gabbana
She top tier list of prima dona
She never getting no handouts
Why the fuck you think iโm a donor?
My statements are of the realest estate
Two phones on lock like iโm kevin gates
No signal, we on the different waves
In different time and in different place
We moving out at a different pace
Better stay in your space
We donโt feel you, thatโs a closed case
In the new phase
Now you canโt trace
Calling it hollywood dreaming
We moving in different lanes
Caught in the arms of a demon
We ainโt got a plan to escape
Iโm never hiding from you, iโm not breaking the rules
You know i ainโt got time for no games
I have been looking around with no tracing of you
I ainโt boutta go investigate
I have been fighting my way through the circles of hell
I hope the heaven can wait
When i am out of the room with a story to tell
Tell me the time and the date
Finding the inner insanity to levitate
Flying away to the gates
I ainโt got energy for all the lies and the fakes
Iโll say it all in your face, okay
Now fuck the double entendre
Too turnt up, now iโll say it louder
Iโm flying high like mo bamba
Man, iโm flying like iโm mo farah
She dolce with no gabbana
She top tier list of prima dona
She never getting no handouts
Why the fuck you think iโm a donor?
My statements are of the realest estate
Two phones on lock like iโm kevin gates
No signal, we on the different waves
In different time and in different place
We moving out at a different pace
Better stay in your space
We donโt feel you, thatโs a closed case
In the new phase
Now you canโt trace