M.C. Really Real - The Journey

Yup, I knew i shoulda turned down a second hit
Woulda been so easy just to let it pass and be a bitch buuuut I did it
So here I sit timid
Wishin I was wrapped up inside a fluffy blanket
The faces in my vision start to warp and distort
There's a motor in my chest wheres the button to abort
And could everybody please just stop talking for a second
Cant you hear the reckoning
I think I'm being beckoned
I squeezed out the last reserve of strength within my legs
And when I stood up almost puked but kept the acid in its cage
Robo feet engage, I hovered off the stage
In the direction of the blessed lights projected from the cave
It grabbed my very soul by the shirt collar shook it
Asking me to use my missing brain as if they took it
Perhaps within its belly theres an antidote I hope its fuckin potent
Nope. A different door was opened

Woh shit, no no no what's this Its vicious
Theres a presence, am I dead
Where's fuckin exit
Somethin wants my head
I'm seein red, where are my freinds
I wanna cry, I wanna scream, I wanna go to bed
Ahh! please help! I need some help
I need to feel well again
I cant tell where I am and where I've been
I'm melting but I'm frozen, eroded, explosion
These ghosts wanna see me withering and broken

Written by:
Patrick Mitchell

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