State of Chaos
• Written by Xeaclare
Xeaclare's Notes
//Copyright © 2016 FLAK Records LLC.
My state of mind is constant chaos
kinda like the blind lead by the blind, fuckin' archaic.
a mosaic made of needles is my only oasis, needin' to be quarantined
I won't ever get peace of mind, just my next dose, as my needles become dulled.
there's no escapin' this, on just a cash basis. Better not betray us, fuckin' just pay us.
My dreams are full but my reality is lacking
always taking things to the extreme, gettin' no sleep lately
I'm a walking hyperbole, so let's get cracking, track being
runs in my family tree, survivor that coulda, woulda, shoulda.
My corrupted daily regime, results seem, as it enters my bloodstream
The american dream suggest a pipe dream, unreal daydreams.
What once flowed freely is now trapped in concrete,
looking like that man in the street, touch me, just try me.
What once was brimming with life is now death's doorman.
visit the medicine man, ain't no minuteman, no you can't get a front, man.
What once inspired hope is now consumed by uncut dope,
ain't got no attention span, suck my dick, interventions can.
I'm more than just an area code, 510 415 808.
ear ringin', ill being, if being sick is sheer skill
uncut dope cooked in my spoon, sharp needle I prefer
then convince buyers to hand over their last twenty dollar bill
shots are fired, addiction runnin' on empty, can you just accept her?
"I'll quit tomorrow" has came from every addict's lips,
reality still proves far too real, whoa, can't come to grips.
no one left to talk too, middle of an episode, I'm about to fuckin' explode
Attempt to walk the straight and narrow, I'm no superhero
I'll just end up back at skid row, or somewhere in Chicago.
females who cop too, plot too, shot number two, fear no.
Lettin' dope run free as it supersedes love itself.
user needs constant future deals, you perceive but it sells
commit theft before you resistin' arrest, all in the name of self-interest.
How many parallels can you draw? Rebel yells, or mental ills.
Never ready to withdraw, with several holes remainin'
searchin' for a vein in, just to maintain, maybe toss some cocaine in.
//Copyright © 2016 FLAK Records LLC.
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Xeaclare
Member since January 23 2015