Storms
c:\ Lyrics

And breathin's overrated
Breathing is no longer enjoyable for me.

Storm chasin and its gettin later
I'm chasing after chaos and it's getting more difficult to keep up.

I used to love her now I hate her she's a brain raider
I used to enjoy a certain person's company, but now they just cause me distress and steal my thoughts.

Fallin in a crater Of lost memories
I'm sinking into a deep hole of forgotten moments.

I'm so out of hand I don't even fuck with me
I'm so out of control that I can't even deal with myself.

I'm goin trippin drunk and slippin Sleepin in ditches Switchin prescriptions Bangin a random hoe and itchin
I'm engaging in reckless behavior such as drinking, drug use, sleeping outside, switching medications, and having unprotected sex with strangers.

I don't give a flyin feces I ain't one with the human species
I don't care about anyone or anything else and I don't feel like I fit in with the rest of humanity.

Slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's
I'm resorting to violence to try and get more medication.

I fall apart Take all my pain turn it into art Blowin up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart
I'm breaking down emotionally and using my pain to create something artistic, even if it's destructive.

Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal Every two hours I take a pill That's where I'm at, Its all surreal
I can't believe I've become successful in spite of my addiction and I take medication every two hours, making it feel like I'm living in a surreal world.

I got imaginary friends An imaginary life An imaginary wife And a real knife
I'm living in a fantasy world and even though my wife is imaginary, my knife and its consequences are a reality.

Out of here by next weekend Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin
I plan to leave soon and I'm currently experiencing the physical effects of heavy drinking.

And I run away From the light of day I am not okay My soul's a misery
I avoid dealing with problems during the day and I'm in a very dark place emotionally.

I think I'm losin my mind I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out Trapped in a crack house full of doubt
I believe I'm going insane and my excessive drug and alcohol use has left me in a dangerous environment with feelings of uncertainty and anxiety.

I got guilt to the hilt I fight tears and fears Been out for ten years Hit a big bump up off the mirror
I feel overwhelming guilt and I struggle with sadness and fear. I've been out of jail for ten years but my addiction and self-destructive behavior persists.

Find me at www dot I came to trouble you dot Come here mothafucka take your best shot
I'm online and I'm looking for trouble. I'm daring someone to confront me.

Suicidal Got a lot of demons to fight I'll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
I'm struggling with suicidal thoughts and fighting many internal battles. I may resort to taking my own life with a gun.

I feel abused to lose the blues I'll bring my booze I'm in the who's who's And dope fees and floozies in the land Preparin for news These niggas are never choosy
I turn to alcohol to cope with my depression, even though I'm surrounded by other famous people, drug addicts, and prostitutes. I'm constantly preparing for new scandals or controversies and I'm reminded that my fans aren't as selective as I hoped.

The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to my forehead And I'm barely here Look in the mirror every day and slowly disappear
Waking up in the morning is painful and I feel like I'm just existing. Every day, I see myself slowly fade away and become less of a person.

Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career Riddles I fear Staggered out in the street for beer awww fuck it
Despite my brief time in the limelight, I've experienced countless emotional highs and lows. The unknown future scares me. I'm currently stumbling in the streets and don't care anymore.

My heartbeat is racin Even though I'm standin still I can't stop storm chasin
My heart is racing even though I'm physically still. I can't stop chasing after chaos.

I stole a shell casing So close to overdose that night the day hurts my eyes Wishin my death to be a surprise
I stole a bullet as a means to take my own life. I'm dangerously close to overdosing and the daylight is physically painful for me. I secretly hope to die without warning.

My life should be more Than four walls and a floor But that's all that is mine God give me a sign 'Cause I'm tryin and dyin at the same time
I feel like my life should be more fulfilling than just being contained by these four walls and a floor. I'm begging for a sign from God because I'm trying to improve myself but I'm also slowly killing myself with my addiction.

I'm not hesitatin Just waitin Heck yeah comin with a flurry And like the spice up in you throat I get ya chokin like that curry Somethin bout the police and them lights that get me worried
I'm not hesitant, just waiting for something to push me over the edge. I'm ready for anything, even if it's chaotic. Like a spicy curry, I bring people pain and discomfort. The police and their flashing lights make me anxious.

Made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry Flyin from the spirits so I got a story The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray Its all a can still its filled with no glory Top the killer red out at 2:30
I ran circles around someone I hated and escaped quickly. I'm under the influence of alcohol and drugs, so I feel like I have a wild story to tell. Ray Murray is the person who taught me how to rap. Despite my success, I still feel unfulfilled. I felt invincible until 2:30 in the morning, when reality hit me hard.