PARANOXIA

It'll make you feel good, it'll make you feel good
It'll make you feel good, it'll make you feel good

Take the football, halfback
He's feelin' dangerous
Crunch time, six pack
This man is so precarious
Buy some cure-all, kick back and smoke the vapors up
He tankin' bruh, he hittin' Lucy but she started squarin' up
His brain is an aquarium, he's sinkin' in the potion ocean
Thousand yard stare, he's unaware that his brain's broken
He start commotion in his muthafuckin' area
Uncontrolled hysteria, don't touch that
He ain't listenin'
Down a pull a gin or two to stop the blood from thickenin'
Ain't a bit of sense of him, descendin' to the primitive
He used to show initiative, can't even put a sentence together
Paraplegic but he's jiggin' to the music, it's the tether to his soul
His mind is out in the oblivion
He's wakin' up but he ain't ever got the shut-eye
Lookin' round lost, he said where the fuck am I

High, I'm so high (You're good bro)
I'm so high (You're not gonna die, I promise)
I'm so high (What is goin' on)
I'm so high (Yo so this guy is hella freakin' out)
I'm so high (And he's on drugs and he needs help)
I'm so hi

Get the fuck away, get the fuck away, get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away, get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away, get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away, get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck up off me, bitch I'll rock ya noggin
Feelin' like I just left a coffin
Death was knockin' on my door, he plottin' on me
Sayin' imma be forgotten
Yeah, head is throbbin', eyes poppin' out the socket
Jaw is lockin' up, cotton tee is soppin' wet
Where the fuck I gone and went
My mind is, my mind is, my mind is
My mind is bendin', descendin' to planes of existence where pain's never endin'
The cells that my brain had created a minute ago gettin' thrown in a bottomless pit
The dementia is enterin' in with persistence a victim of overindulgence
But I am the culprit, but I am the culprit
Overindulgence, I am the culprit

Paranoid from anoxia
Our antagonist finds himself boxed out of realities
And drowning in a void of his own mind's manifest
Choking and sputtering, he spirals south of his psyche's distant surface
(Mane, I'm so high)
(Mane, I'm so high)

I'm mentally drowning in chemical gumbo
Body feels tiny but brain is on jumbo
No one can hear me, my thoughts are in limbo
I have no reflection, this mirror's a window
I'm mentally drowning in chemical gumbo
Body feels tiny but brain is on jumbo
No one can hear me, my thoughts are in limbo
I have no reflection, this mirror's a window

Hey, you're good dude (Damn his pupils are big as fuck)
Bro, you're good (I did drugs)
What kind of drugs did you do
LSD and Ecstasy (I told you he was on acid, goddamnit)
Dude, it's ok you're gonna be fine, bro (Hold on, foo)
You're gonna be fine