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One brush in a pipe dream
Blood rush interface heme
Straight mush on the bright screen
Blindfold when they push
Leave em
Loose like disrupt
Bitches see you handcuffed

Paint unfolded
Renaissance
Obey em like a bishop

Pop drop down
Like a tablet in a Tesla
Back of the seat and I see the back of a pedestrian

Rise into veins
Let it travel like the venom
Had it miles into pain
Like an addict out to get em
Gassed into place
Run a motor on the open home
And stop when no one notice like I'm deep inside the catacombs

Fuck my brain, ay
Fuck my brain, yuh

Fuck my brain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Drown my strain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Fuck my brain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Drown my strain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter

Hey, this is my home
One big time zone
Sitting wearing blindfold
Spazzing outta control
Looking through the fence
Without the sense
Sold my soul for cents
Life to an end

I'm a disgrace to all of you
Disgrace to nothing new
You want me dead too
Rest up like I do
I've been hiding in the forest
Pent up from your weaker shit
You just kept on, on this course
But always making fucking hits

Fuck my brain, ay
Fuck my brain, yuh

Fuck my brain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Drown my strain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Fuck my brain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter
Drown my strain
I need a pickup
Traces on my breath I supply I need the bitter