Swollen Members - The Shining Lyrics
[Intro/Chorus: Prevail]My head keeps spinnin and spinnin and spinninI don't know if this is the end or it's the beginninMan I'm losin my mind, I think I'm losin my mindI think I'm losin my mind, I sink deeper try to keep it in line[Mad Child]I'm feeling like I wanna dieI'm an addict, I'm not talkin 'bout a *****in marijuana high***** the gangster talk, I'll smash your teeth in with the baby GlockI'm a mental patient spittin crazy talkI'm talented but life's a balancing actAnd I am way off of alignment, the payoff isn't time yetI'm so *****in broke I'm puttin clothes up for consignmentI used to be white lightningNow I'm sittin in a dark cloud, wonderin where my mind went[Mad Child laughs for a few seconds] Y'all know where to find me!Behind closed blinds, I'm on my type-a-writerWhile I watch a spider climbin up the wallTo spin a web, and catch a fly and watch him dieHe sucks all of the blood out of him then I start to cryI don't know why, I don't know why he swallowed a flyYou're all gonna die; that's my only comfortI smashed my iPhone before you get my number... I'm clinically insane, mentally derangedHangin from a string strangled by a chain...I guess all of the drugs have done a number on my brain***** it![Chorus - repeat 2X][Prevail]Yo I look up in the sky, I see the sun shiningSo why's my mind spinning? Arkham AsylumDark Knight, Ra's al Ghuls, Scarecrows, Jokers, RiddlersCatwomen and Penguins, Spidey sense is tinglingHobgoblin, Doc Oc, Sandman, and VenomMy mind starts to die/dye like it's indigo denimTime for me to Sean Penn 'em, lose 21 gramsIt's the game at close range, I'm the Falcon, he's the SnowmanHe's drinkin down a Pepsi while I'm openin a Coke canMy first show in front of ten thousand out at Snow JamNo man, old man, take a look at my lifeCarve my name in the tree with my own pocket knifeYeah I'm classic Old Spice, you a Spice Girl, +Scary+Selling off my mental property, "Glen Ross Glengarry"And I know it's around here somewhere on the property buriedBut I'm plastered like a poster - Obey, Shepard Fairey6:30 every mornin, is when I get up like BanksyJet to the studio Mad's trippin sittin angtsyIt's reality and fantasy but I can't separateMy feet are on the ground so how the ***** my body levitate?[Chorus - repeat 2X][Mad Child]In no way is this meant to disrespect my family or GodYeah...Okay seven day coke binge, heroin in tinfoilHeroin in pill form, brain egg hardboiledMad Child chase dragon, turn into a gargoyleGrade 7 mom took me shopping down at Park RoyalThis is not the life that I have dreamt aboutMentally I'm emptied out, rapping while I vent with a demented mouthSentimentally my sentiments are printed outNow stick a knife inside me, giving you something to think aboutInsanity, it's hereditary, grandma got dementiaGrandma tried to kill herself, she's suffering from depressionAnd Mad Child suffer from depressionSo am I going to try to kill myself is constantly my question[Chorus - repeat 2X]
