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- Storm chaser Lyrics
Album: Southern Discomfort And breathing's overrated, stormchaser and it's getting later I used to love her now I hate her, she's a brain raider Falling in a crater, of lost memories I'm so out of hand I don't even fuck with me I'm goin' trippin', drunk and slippin', sleepin' in ditches Switchin' prescriptions, bangin' a random whore and itchin' I don't give a flyin' feces, I ain't one with the human species Slappin' the nurse, tryin' to up my C-C's I fall apart, take all my pain, turn it into art Blowin' up a K-Mart and blame it all on Mozart Fuck I'm surprised I got a deal, every two hours I take a pill That's where I'm at, it's all surreal I got imaginary friends, an imaginary life An imaginary wife and a real knife Out of here by next weekend Hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin' And I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a misery I think I'm losin' my mind I'm whacked out, on Jack and black out Trapped in a crack house full of d-d-d-d-d-doubt I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears Been out for ten years, hit a big bump off of the mirror Find me at www dot I came to trouble you dot Come here motherfucker, take your best shot I'm suicidal, got a lot of demons to fight, I'll Probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle I feel abused to lose the blues are in my booze I'm in the who's who's of dope fiends and floozies In the land of beer cans and newsies Beggars are never choosy The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the forehead And I'm barely here Look in the mirror everyday and slowly disappear Been through a million and 67 emotions in my short career Riddle I fear Stagger down the street, fall off a pier, ahh fuck it And I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a misery My heart rate is racin' Even though I'm standin' still I can't stop storm chasin' I stole a shell casin' So close to overdose the night and day hurts my eyes Wishin' my death could be a surprise My life should be more than four walls and a floor But that's all that is mine, God, give me a sign Cause I'm tryin' and dyin' at the same time I'm not hesitatin', just waitin' Big Gipp comin' with the flurry And like the spice up in your throat I get ya chokin' like that curry Somethin' bout the police and them lights that get me worried Made a left up on the back street in a hurry Blind from the spirits so I got a story The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray Some came through and filled with no glory Tuck your tail and ran out at 2:30 And I run away from the light of day I am not okay, my soul's a misery
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