Psyche the Wordsmith - 6:55am (Rough) Lyrics

One of them nights
When I try to get right
And I try to get left
And I try to get back to normal
Open up a portal
Workin on the moral
But I'm still a mortal
And it gets so hard to live
And every time gotta get the shiv
Cause I really wanna break away
See a different day and have a different play nah nah, let me stop, I ain't think that way
But it still get hard when I wanna go far
Don't wanna be a star I just wanna get a car and a house with money insurance and service
But when I wake up I feel nervous and I don't even know where my verb kinda
Like I'm caught in a circuit
Doing laps without reaching my own purpose
I don't even know where I be goin
Lost two jobs in same setting
I swear that mess is upsetting
Feel like this my beheading
All my organs are shredding
And the timing is testing
Can't tell the difference from blessing
Or if the devil is messing
Like with my brain, it's insane
What do I gain from blaming Satan
He just the aggressor but not the decider
We make our own choices we have an advisor
The only Creator for he is much wiser
But still tho, I'm feelin ill so
Lemme pour this drink to the brim oh don't remind me about
When I saw that text talking bout my steps
When I'm buying these wipes and the cream for the eczema
You don't even see me stepping up I guess
And I'm over here cryin for no reason like nigga what you thinkin
You got way more to believe in
Plus it don't fit the cohesion
Fight over money, the demon
Really be bringing the treason
Up in the cut like a lesion
Over there pledging allegiance
For what, I don't even see it. You can go ahead and start leavin
You can go ahead and start leavin
We ain't bout that
Yeah that's right live without that
Never doubt that
You can take it to the outback
No hazmat but a leak in the knapsack
Not gon work when I see this hurt
Cuz we on that level, it can get worse...