boycottpauly - FEVER DREAM

Way too fucking restless
Head spins and a weight upon my chest
Blessed him with a way above rest
Crept in with a gaze upon the crest
They say it's all in your head
Yet I've gone off again
I've been caught in the wind
Feel a thorn in my side
We're all born from a stem
I see them sit on the fence
I'm out here yelling
Fuck that noise
They really talk the most yet do the least
Easy for the ride, won't pay the fee
Quick to claim they made it all so gracefully
At the same time
I ain't pressed about shit been past
I can't change time,
And for them to still want an in on my state of mind
I've either got eyes on an ends or her waistline
Movin like a pandemic
Who just might've slew ya vibe and slandered it
Move aside, I'm bona fide, the man
I cannot deny, I got it in my hands
I'm met to no demand
Stick out like a sore thumb or a kickstand
Play until you fold like a deck chair
Draw it out in chalk, living deadpan
Riled up locked down living bedlam
Hanging by a thread like a pendant
Side-stepping, still treading on eggshells
No sense, been running on E
On go, no, I don't know steady
On edge, my brother, don't tempt me
Had the whole world blurred upon entry
Til the name ring a bell and your head ring

Lost my mind and all it's matter
Put me in a box hop out the casket
Zoning out from all the chatter
Nah, I don't want to hear you speak
Don't you tap my frequency
Bottle clean, it empties me
Nothings what it seems to be
It feels more like a fever dream
Lost my mind and all it's matter
Put me in a box hop out the casket
Zoning out from all the chatter
Nah, I don't want to hear you speak
Don't you tap my frequency
Bottle clean, it empties me
Nothings what it seems to be
It feels more like a fever dream

Gas in the roll, Pseushi the hoodie
Where do I go, where are you looking
Taken a toll, back on the road
Been through some lows, but man, I've been good
Blatant and bold, stay on my toes
Stand where I should
There were always things I would leave in the smoke
Still wish that I could
Gas in the roll, Pseushi the hoodie
Where do I go, where are you looking
Taken a toll, back on the road
Been through some lows, but man, I've been good
Blatant and bold, stay on my toes
Stand where I should
There were always things I would leave in the smoke
Still wish that I could

Written by:
Paul Tomkins

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