Oxy-Cotton Candy
You know what I can't, tell the difference between?
What's real or a dream, am I really me?
When I face the mirror and, open my eyes, I can't really see
My vision is blurred, and can't make sense of anything
Even with these glasses on, I don't recognize my own face
Feelin like I'm running nowhere, always stuck in the same place
I don't wanna deal with the things goin' on in my own brain
Open up the cupboard, magic orange bottle to numb the pain
Do you know what I'm sayin?
Do you know what I'm sayin?
I'll just sit and talk to myself, I'm my only friend
I'll smile at you cuz you're here, but know it's all pretend
Going home to write this letter, these words must be penned
With pills, bottles, razors, don't care, want this shit to end
Give me just a minute
I'm trying to forget
What it's like to feel
Stop being something real
I don't wanna be real
Don't know how to feel
And don't think I can deal
You know what I can't, tell the difference between?
What's real or a dream
And when I open my eyes, all the things that I see s
Seem to point to the fact, that I'm not really me
So I'll stay right here, while I stare at my palms, try to keep my head Clear
Gotta try to stay calm. I try to ignore it, and say I'm alright
But I'm fuckin tired, got no will to fight
I don't really know, what it is that I'm doin', I think I'm in danger, that I'm already losin'
Not losin' a race, but tack of the time
that I'm out of my head, that I'm losin my mind
What's real or a dream, am I really me?
When I face the mirror and, open my eyes, I can't really see
My vision is blurred, and can't make sense of anything
Even with these glasses on, I don't recognize my own face
Feelin like I'm running nowhere, always stuck in the same place
I don't wanna deal with the things goin' on in my own brain
Open up the cupboard, magic orange bottle to numb the pain
Do you know what I'm sayin?
Do you know what I'm sayin?
I'll just sit and talk to myself, I'm my only friend
I'll smile at you cuz you're here, but know it's all pretend
Going home to write this letter, these words must be penned
With pills, bottles, razors, don't care, want this shit to end
Give me just a minute
I'm trying to forget
What it's like to feel
Stop being something real
I don't wanna be real
Don't know how to feel
And don't think I can deal
You know what I can't, tell the difference between?
What's real or a dream
And when I open my eyes, all the things that I see s
Seem to point to the fact, that I'm not really me
So I'll stay right here, while I stare at my palms, try to keep my head Clear
Gotta try to stay calm. I try to ignore it, and say I'm alright
But I'm fuckin tired, got no will to fight
I don't really know, what it is that I'm doin', I think I'm in danger, that I'm already losin'
Not losin' a race, but tack of the time
that I'm out of my head, that I'm losin my mind
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Writer(s): Father Of The Year
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