Losin It
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
Wishin I had
Struggles of bein important
Struggles of bein imported
But I got
Struggles of seein distorted
And struggles of never enforcing
I'm part of broken clock
That keeps on ticking
Gods callin
I need my ticket
Now hells callin
So I'm cutting wrist and
Cuttin for my bliss and
Now my blunt hittin
I was high as I can be
But the feelin still low
So I stopped the green
Now I'm seein in full
Seein faces I shouldn't remember
Goin to places
But I want her as a member
See it all in my dreams
Don't wanna wake up
Now all I do is fein
I don't ever feel enough
It's too much
This life gettin rough
I'm losin myself
With every puff
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
My mind is full of all this malice
When I start the writin
It becomes a palace
I can't stop havin
All these thoughts of death
I think I need my psychologist addin
More fuel to my fire
That shit get me inspired
All the hues are tired
I'm all black are white
I'm a survivor
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
I always long
For a better feelin
I wish I was never wrong
But now I'm screamin
It's like 6 am
Why I still wanna go
Now it's 10 pm
But the feelin didn't slow
I'm around my friends
Knowin they don't know
So I write it down
Depression in a flow
I'm doin the most
Cause I always had a feeling it would it happen
Knew since I was a youngen bitches disappear like magic
Cause I would change homes everyday like a manic
Time and time again
I'm estatic
To establish
When doom happens
My tomb cramped in
With my fake pageants
My loose fabric
Is my shitty fashion
From starvin myself
So I look like madden
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
Wishin I had
Struggles of bein important
Struggles of bein imported
But I got
Struggles of seein distorted
And struggles of never enforcing
I'm part of broken clock
That keeps on ticking
Gods callin
I need my ticket
Now hells callin
So I'm cutting wrist and
Cuttin for my bliss and
Now my blunt hittin
I was high as I can be
But the feelin still low
So I stopped the green
Now I'm seein in full
Seein faces I shouldn't remember
Goin to places
But I want her as a member
See it all in my dreams
Don't wanna wake up
Now all I do is fein
I don't ever feel enough
It's too much
This life gettin rough
I'm losin myself
With every puff
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
My mind is full of all this malice
When I start the writin
It becomes a palace
I can't stop havin
All these thoughts of death
I think I need my psychologist addin
More fuel to my fire
That shit get me inspired
All the hues are tired
I'm all black are white
I'm a survivor
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
I always long
For a better feelin
I wish I was never wrong
But now I'm screamin
It's like 6 am
Why I still wanna go
Now it's 10 pm
But the feelin didn't slow
I'm around my friends
Knowin they don't know
So I write it down
Depression in a flow
I'm doin the most
Cause I always had a feeling it would it happen
Knew since I was a youngen bitches disappear like magic
Cause I would change homes everyday like a manic
Time and time again
I'm estatic
To establish
When doom happens
My tomb cramped in
With my fake pageants
My loose fabric
Is my shitty fashion
From starvin myself
So I look like madden
I think I'm losin
Why
Cause it's all lucid
I
Got rid of smoke for three days
Now I'm seein true shit
Pains Of bruising
I'm just oozin
All this blue
Inside my mind
Counterintuitive
I think I'm losin it
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Writer(s): Noah Reeves
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