Super Sick Lunatic - Eric North, Blank Body

Everything is feeling super sick

I wake up and now I’m feeling like a lunatic

I’m a walking time bomb, spark the fuse

They say they just want me to listen, I refuse

Everything is feeling super sick

I wake up and now I’m feeling like a lunatic

I’m a walking time bomb, spark the fuse

They say they just want me to listen, I refuse

I won’t lose to anybody tryna spite me

You can’t spite a nigga who has hated life

Don’t need to toolie, no mistress, no fucking wife

I’ve lived like 9 years with a death wish and shitty lies

This past month I’ve tried to kill myself, bitch, like thirty times

Obviously not successful, I’m in a cesspool

And now I’m thinking like why the fuck should I help you?

I have a problem and make a song and you just drool

I tell them that my sanity’s gone, they say bless you

Bless me?

Bitch, I’m out of limitations

Every little noise I hear fuels irritation

I say fuck this shit, I’m on vacation

Breaking mental walls of separation

Everything is feeling super sick

I wake up and now I’m feeling like a lunatic

I’m a walking time bomb, spark the fuse

They say they just want me to listen, I refuse

Everything is feeling super sick

I wake up and now I’m feeling like a lunatic

I’m a walking time bomb, spark the fuse

They say they just want me to listen, I refuse

Fear in my mind but vocal, «I need a Tesla»

«I need 40 guns and a bunny like I’m Hugh Hefner»

I cannot be happy until this planet erupts, yup

I cannot be happy until I see your face bloodied up

So tell me what the fuck is going on?

I’m in a stasis

So tell me what the fuck is going on?

Don’t wanna make shit

So tell me what the fuck is going on?

Just wanna break shit

So tell me what the fuck is going on?

Fuck limitations