Vic Mensa - Dark Things Lyrics

Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again
Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again

Don't relapse (wait) hold up, don't relax (yuh)
Heart attack, ice inside my cartiac
I'm a sicko, I'm a f*cking hypochondriac
F*ck the pain away, beat it like a 808
And I know I said I quit drugs last time
That was last time, life in the fast lane
H-H-Hydroplaning off a flat, might flatline
If I let the brains blow, that's a landmine
I need you to love me like I never loved me
Everyone around me want something from me
Pretty girls want truth but the truth is ugly
She don't even like me, she just wanna f*ck me!
Feel like Amy Wine again, this is absinthe, not Heineken
25, running out of time again, 27 Club, how can I get in?

Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again
Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again

I'm fine, just a little f*cked up (up!)
Crush a blue pill, put it in a red cup (cup!)
Call up the plug, now I'm in The Matrix (ayy!)
Like I'm Morpheus, turn my morphine up (turn up!)
I see all these demons in my nightmares
I can run but I can't escape the night terrors, every night
Yuh, lost in despair but you don't even care and I'm not scared
I'm a monster, am I scaring you?
Way I'm driving, like I'm Death Proof
So trust me, judge me
If you love me, just love me as I am

Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again
Dark things in my mind again
I don't wanna have a bad night again
I might lose my mind again
I might lose my mind again

How I'm 'pposed to
How am I supposed to stop being crazy?
How? How? How?
How I'm 'gon stop?

Bro her ass be tweakin', bro
"Is everything good at home?"
F*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
I know what you need, bruh
You need you a decent lil' situation of ya own
With the slug, on God