Sequence 08

God im getting sick and tired of hearing your name
Thinking bout your lips pressin over my mouth
Time to wake up it's another bad dream
Call me in the morning if you wanna cop out

I'll be losing sleep when i think of your touch
Gotta ring the bell gotta go and get some
Tell me that you want me and i told ya truth hurts
I don't wanna do it if it's really no fun

Black sun
Red sky

Maybe i'm right but maybe i'm wrong
I felt the tethers between us starting to grow
But i don't like what i see in this dark red sky

(you better run from this dark red sky)

I will sing my innocent melody, i will
I'm in the eye, chaos surrounding me, im still

You feel better when you don't miss a beat
You feel better when you're thinking of me
But don't stop, don't stop
Lay down in the street
You feel better when you don't miss a beat
You feel better when you're thinking of me
But don't stop, don't stop
Lay down in the street
Black sun
Red sky

Too many faces looking back

In the mirror when I self-reflect

I don't ever check check my voicemail

Got these niggas calling me tryna make a deal

Coming in and out of focus

Shit is bogus, can't control this

I could go from crazy to neurosis

It's a warning and a diagnosis

Motherfucker, I will be the one who walks

And you can be the one who talks

And you can be the ticking time bomb that a zero chance of going off
A zero chance of going off, a zero chance of going off
A zero chance of going off, a zero chance of going off