333111666 (feat. Megan's Grandma & tv-ma)

Floating in space Can you please, watch my face, drained and drain I might go insane Watch the bugs take out my brain Lanes, lanes, lanes I just can't explain This feeling in my brain Insane, insane, insane Hoping you feel this pain Insane, insane, insane So I might just end this pain Watch the blood as it drains Oh my family you give me life The brightness it tries and fight The big old demons inside But insane I stay insane Insane, insane, insane The bugs in my brain Can't contain This is insane Surrounded by inner hurricanes I'm astounded at the form they take The shape is like the blurred TV screen When there's simply no signal No face, no landscape, no script Blurred and pulsing lines Oh great, I fucking hate Hate when I'm trapped in my mind Sometimes my pride can pull me out But that's not sublime Not like when the flow grabs my hand Gives me a ride That's when the blur stops And the screen goes blue and lavender If you haven't heard The blues can take many absurd forms Blisters, twisters, missed calls Miss hers Kicks, work, wrist hurts Ten calls, unanswered I don't like the way I was behaving either The screen goes dark Followed by a warning label The true jaws don't need to bark It's judgment day every day when you come to say your heart ain't shit It's a competition of advertisements that the movies start Press skip On god, I'm a critic brain cell trapped within it and we get it how we live it So I fill it from a distance On god, I'm a sinner been a menace since we sinned it From the beginning to the end and to the end of my sentence On god, I'm a critic brain cell trapped within it And we get it how we live it, So I fill it from a distance On god, I'm a sinner Been a menace since we sinned it From the beginning to the end and to the end of my sentence