I am nothing like you'd expect at all
Goddamn, pusherman's gonna make me crawl
I'm down, pushed me right through wall
I won't make you think that it's wonderful
Somehow, I'll get through and we'll win the war
I can't stop touching you like a wrecking ball
I come in a habit form on my quiet arrive
Out of my mind, think we're going in
St. Vitus come and lend a hand
Out of my mind, slipped back down again
Devil's at the backdoor, and I think he's coming in
The point where it breaks I passed quite some time ago
But timed for the broadcast live, if the moment calls
One crack in the seal, distaste that I can't hide now
It burns, but it's warm inside, so it might feel good
Out of my mind, think we're going in
St. Vitus come and lend a hand
Out of my mind, slipped back down again
Devil's at the backdoor, and I think I'll let him in
Damaged and the lesson learned, can you feel me now
I pray, dream a thousand miles, think of better days
I fall, give in to the fight, wave to passers by
I'm stained with last gift wish and out of my mind
Out of my mind, think we're going in
St. Vitus come and lend a hand
Out of my mind, slipped back down again
Devil's at the backdoor, and I think he just walked in
Artist: Bryson Tiller
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