Addict

My mind gone static
My thoughts up in the attic
I feel like I'm an addict
I just can't shake the habit
I see it 'gotta have it
I see it 'gotta grab it
Hop on it like a rabbit
My minds gone static
My thoughts up in the attic
I feel like I'm an addict
I just can't shake the habit
I see it 'gotta have it
I see it 'gotta grab it
Hop on it like a rabbit
(Hop on it like a rabbit)

Call me a mean hare
Cause Imma bad rabbit
No bad bunny
'Gotta have it 'dagnabit
Imma spasmatic asthmatic
Natural born Jazz addict
Used to be a porn addict
Then I just stopped looking at it
Funny how that works
If you broke go to work
If you scared go to church
Tell the preacher send his people with a casket and a hearse
I'll be dead by tomorrow
If I'm not get a nurse
Get a doctor get some percs

And I'm hoping that this works
I'm about to go berserk
Bottled up all of this hurt
You can hear it in the verse
Father please forgive me
I am dying from my thirst
Man death is such a flirt
Go and put me in the dirt
This life feels like a curse
Already in hell man nothing could be worse
Now I'm ripping off my shirt
And I'm gasping for air
And I'm pulling out my hair
Momma told me life ain't fair
Yes it's I don't care

My mind gone static
My thoughts up in the attic
I feel like I'm an addict
I just can't shake the habit
I see it 'gotta have it
I see it 'gotta grab it
Hop on it like a rabbit
My minds gone static
My thoughts up in the attic
I feel like I'm an addict
I just can't shake the habit
I see it 'gotta have it
I see it 'gotta grab it
Hop on it like a rabbit
(Hop on it like a rabbit)



Credits
Writer(s): Brody Myers
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