Demons Buggin'

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Jackson Michener

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Demons comin' now they buggin' in my mind like
Midnight tell my friends I'm fine like
Existence hits and it's telling me I'm finite
Fine I quit I'm just trying to do my life right
Right hook my anxiety puts up a fight
I'm shook just trying to find some peace of mind
I ain't sleepin' and my mental health is in decline
It's been some time since I've harmonized with the Mastermind
God have mercy, these voices often block you out
Feeling dirty, my worth has been replaced with doubt
Vroom vroom, driving in a roundabout
See you soon, spin in circles, knock me out
I pass out on the pavement
Praying the Lord gon' save me
I've been stressing 'bout some payments
Health bills and the statements
Well good thing money don't make me
And good thing somebody gon' save me
Cause I've been bought by the King
Gotta honor the father who embraced me
But we're the Demons (Yeah yeah yeah)
The voice inside your head (Yeah yeah yeah)
You think you're good enough (Yeah yeah yeah)
Well think again (Yeah yeah)
Well I've been spendin' time cleaning out my closet (Woo)
Demons buggin' now they acting all psychotic (Yuh)
People judging all my work like man you lost it
Music sucks, and you a schmuck, you outta luck just being honest
I apologize for the way I hide, for the angry side
For my hurt inside, my dirt inside
My fuse is fried, on you I snide
And then decide to take quick strides to the hillside
To put a divide between our lives
Cause I'm mortified at the side by side
At the you and I, I'm terrified
So how come every time I'm making progress in the therapy
All attackin' comes the panic, made a mess of me
Just boatin' through emotions on an ocean like I'm lost at sea
And rowing maybe growing find my flow and let these words be free
I won't let the flashbacks bash my grit
Or make me quit, or throw a fit
I'm outta here, banana split
Eating Tic Tac's for a bit, tryin' to cool it
Playing with knickknacks trying not to lose it
Playing my tracks just hoping I can prove that
I can make the voices leave like
Move it, move it, move it, move it
But we're the Demons (Yeah yeah yeah)
The voice inside your head (Yeah yeah yeah)
You think you're good enough (Yeah yeah yeah)
Well think again (Yeah yeah)
They call the symptoms psychosomatic, while I'm acting psycho
I know I'm kinda dramatic, don't forget I'm the Maestro
My thoughts are fully automatic, kinda graphic
I order up the images into a gorgeous cinematic scene
Where I become the psychopathic me
Now people think I'm crazy
Well maybe don't take me so literal, visceral lyrics gon' get 'em all
Twist your abdominal region, don't look appalled
This is not arguable, this is not optional
I'll unleash my arsenal
Of unstoppable audibles that'll blow through the obstacles
And turn them to particles exposing the troubled soul
Who's left in the rubble from all of my syllables
You gave me your rebuttals then I spoke and killed 'em all
Don't call me crazy

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