[Hook]
How does it feel to lose your mind?
Rewinding time, doing the same things twice
Tell me, how does it feel to lose your mind
Always running out of time, my life assigned to the grind
[Verse 1]
Im surely falling backwards into my thoughts
Insane or lost, what can I do to find the answers I done sought
I feel Im caught up in the rapture, more like the opposite
Cant swallow it, to follow these rules society brought with it
Ought to grip something real, more soon better late than later
No anger, just acceptance of the fact Im clinically insane
Or a major case of nigga feel he got nothing to lose
All this knowledge Ive abused, got me saying god aint true
And I aint following you to a new, land away from living now
All I see is darkness with no eyes, no faces in the clouds
Made them bow now, I cant get this weight up off my shoulders
Im just talking over knocks youd swear they think Im moving boulders
Time is steadily making me older, more aware of my existence
How Im supposed to survive, all on my mind signs Im demented
Im crazy, from the outside, dont look too close
Cause staring over eye to eye try, youd think you seen a ghost
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
So demented, mind be lost
Someone prey for me out of the book on a cross
Never thought Id be the one to think of suicide
But every time I close my eyes I see my blood my body lying
I aint lying. I scare myself sometimes it makes me sick inside
They say be optimistic, wish it was that simple, but these though preside
I tried to take imperfections hide them, sweep them under a rug
But a thug was born so curious never the type to say no to drugs
And it never felt quite like love, was real made more for movies
Thinking every bitch and man who extends a hand is tryna do me
Am I paranoid? Sue me; I wont be present for the hearing
Ill be staring down a barrel farewell mind tryna find a cure man
No fearing the dark that fills the light absent of life
Leaving nothing but my voice on beats and doctrines that I right
My withering flame please reignite, the ones like me feel they have no options
Before you pull that trigger, this your one chance to stop and think
Artist: Stephen Curtis Chapman
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