Conspiracies

I've lost track of time
But I don't believe I've lost my mind
They just don't see what I see
What I've seen with my own eyes
I don't believe, don't believe, don't believe
Their lies
Cause they don't know what it's like

I'm mixing weed with some wine
Another nickel 'nother dime spent
I know I'm dying but I'm fine
Told you that I'm fine
Get the fuck up off my line
I'm offline

So many conspiracies but nobody is hearing me
I'm trying to show you what it is
But you stuck in the matrix

I'm mixing weed with some wine
Another nickel 'nother dime spent
I know I'm dying but I'm fine
Told you that I'm fine
Get the fuck up off my line
I'm offline

So many conspiracies but nobody is hearing me
I'm tryin' to show you what it is
But you stuck in the matrix

I'm mixing weed with some wine
Another nickel 'nother dime spent
I know I'm dying but I'm fine
Told you that I'm fine
Get the fuck up off my line
I'm offline



Credits
Writer(s): Michaela Shiloh
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