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paran01d - keze lyrics

[part 1]

[verse 1]
i wake up another f*cking day
the grass is all dead, the skies are cloudy gray
i get dressed, there’s numbers in my head
i get paid today but today is also rent
so know i gotta figure out what the f*ck i’m paying for
will i go another week without f*cking eating more?
all my food expired, i’m eating takeout
i don’t know what to do, i’m f*cking freaking out ‘cause
i gotta watch my weight, i’m getting f*cking fat again
diabetes runs in the fam’ and they all dead
i gotta save my money, i gotta write my will
will the fbi snipe me if i don’t pay my bills?
i swear therе’s eyes evеrywhere watching me
underneath my bed, in between the f*cking loveseat
i swear my dead family is f*cking haunting me
uh, yeah, i wanna be free (i wanna be, i wanna be, i wanna be)

[hook]
every ten f*cking seconds, i’m paranoid (paranoid, paranoid, paranoid)
every thirty f*cking seconds, i’m paranoid (paranoid, paranoid, paranoid)
after a minute, you’ll never f*cking guess it, i’m paranoid
and it, and it just goes on and on and on
(p*a*r*a*n*o*i*d)
on and on and on
(p*a*r*a*n*o*i*d)
on and on and on
(p*a*r*a*n*o*i*d)
on and on and on and on and*
[verse 2]
i’m off work, some f*cking peace and quiet
yeah, i still got that feeling and i cannot fight it
i call my mom up, ring ring, “oh, h*llo?
it’s your favorite son”, she sighs and says, “i know”
ask her how she’s doing, she replies, “what’s up?
why you sound upset?
what is all the fuss?”
“i been having nightmares again and it sucks
therapy’s not helping and i feel like i’m f*cked
i just wanna call you and make sure you’re okay
my dreams are feeling really real, the voices won’t go away
i feel like i’m trouble, more importantly, you
i’m really terrified and i don’t know what to do
just tell me it’s okay, it’s gonna be just fine
sometimes i don’t know if i wanna be alive
i’m just really tired and i’m f*cking exhausted
i’m just really tired and i’m f*cking exhausted”
“i f*cking hate you son, you’re a worthless piece of sh*t (it’s alright, son, i’m here for you all the time)
you’re a disappointment and i wish you were aborted (i wish you called me more, i’m always on the line)
a simple f*cking accident cost me my life savings (i miss you at the house, we need to have dinner)
a bright future gone, all costs from
a baby (just make sure you’re warm, you know that it’s winter)
i wish you weren’t alive, stop f*cking calling (maybe i could come over sometime and help you clean)
i never want to speak to you and i wish you were falling (i know that it’s hard for you and i know what you mean)
off a f*cking cliff, let me tell you something, boy (you have nothing to worry about, my son, i love you, boy)
you’ve got every good reason to be paranoid (you have no good reason to be paranoid)”
[part 2]

[verse]
yeah, uh
yeah, i wish i had some f*cking peace of mind
instead of sitting here f*cking wasting time
if i could pause for an hour, get some sleep
would that add nothing to my death clock, that’d be neat
but i’m sitting here rotting, decomposing
so i make up for it with composing
but sometimes distractions don’t work
i wish i could take the time i don’t deserve
maybe give it to my dad, who could really f*cking use it now
especially since his ass is six feet underground
i never should’ve read his f*cking autopsy
it made me realize that we all just copies
just a f*cking sack of meat waiting to be rotten
i wake up, eat, and breathe, what the f*ck for?
brain is melting away on the kitchen floor
curled up in a ball when i hear the news
made me realize how we all just fakes
anyone can take my f*cking place, i simply can’t keep up with the pace
the numbers run together, my eyes splitting in half
every time i’m under weather, the expenses of a human
even though they not moving or breathing
the bones crumbling up in the oven, they cremating
[outro]
that’s it, i ain’t got nothing else i want to say

- keze lyrics

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