go about a hundred fifty hours a minute
yall quit talkin bout the trenches cuz im already in it
with that lightspeed cruiser and a jetpack i rented
wear a 3 piece suit like i belong in the senate
discombubulated
pedal to the medal in that car u hated
every room i enter looks like i just got inaugurated
now yall all my fans but i remember yall was only hatin
if u fuck with me u catch these hands like i got amputated
cuz i stack it up
only got designer on my bookbag
look back, tryin too damn hard i overcooked that
cuz i rack it up
pockets way too fat i overlooked that
i could be way happier if i just never looked back 
retrospective, i could nev-er be ob-ject-ive
hectic, searchin for all new perspective
expected the worst but i only bring bestest
to pestilence, war, conquest death and the restest
~
spend our whole life performing lies
just waiting to die
so we can look people in the eyes
and tell them we're fine
even if i keep on searchin for purpose i'm gon be fine
even if i gotta waste another year of my-
~
i know im in a dream world
i know i gotta wake up
shawtys in the bathroom
and shes puttin on her makeup
addicted to the pain
and addicted to the fake love
covered in the ice and i can feel it on my tastebuds
all these faces look familiar
sunset fuschia and vermilion
only 1 out of 8 billion
gotta blend in like chameleon
smokin on sum gas that give me powerful highs
the type that give me crazy dreams until the end of the night
until the end of the night - until the start of the light
in the depths of my mind, its like the end of their life
where did all those fuckin people go
were they even real
where did all those fuckin people go
tell me how to feel
~
where do they go when i wake up x4

where do we go when we dream?

choke

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