Killer Instinct - Jehst

And I’m quoting

I’m having trouble coping

Doctor told me to just «double up the dosage»

Muddled up in a bundle of emotion

Insignificant a puddle in the ocean

Guzzling the potion

Drowning my sorrow

We’re gonna be sober tomorrow

But I’m still holding the bottle

Waddle in my step

Windswept

Flat air-bubble in my crepe

Supertramp, champion vagrant

See me passed-out face down on the pavement

Stressed out

How the cheque bounced on the payment

Tears of a clown now

That’s entertainment!

The beauty of true intuition

The grand ambition of a musician’s mission

Another stupid decision

I’ve got the glass slipper

Now who’s the shoe fitting?

He got the killer instinct

Nose in the air like your shit don’t stink

Old flame, or a brand new link?

Poison pen letter the venom in the ink

Wasteman tendency

See me getting lean off

Why ain’t I achieving everything that I dreamed of?

Paradox walking

Poppycock talking

Corporate endorsing

Depleted endorphin supply

Wiping the tear from my eye

The sky is the limit

But I’m fearful to fly

An earful of hype

Head full of doubts

Lungs full of Thai

Now my head’s in the clouds

Feet on the ground

Ankle-deep in the gutter

Still kick the lid of the paint-pot

Let the colour spill

Hotline to the Devil

Let’s cut a deal?

Racking my grill

Got me begging for buttermilk

I guess it’s deep in my DNA

Baby-girl was the Darth Vader of T&A

So now everyday I’m faded off E&J

Chasing the grief away

It doesn’t have to be this way!

He got the killer instinct

Nose in the air like your shit don’t stink

Old flame, or a brand new link?

Poison pen letter the venom in the ink

Insane;

send him to a shrink

Better yet, just get him a drink

Just give him a second

Let him think

Tracks in-sync

Pull himself back from the brink

Nothing new about being skint

King Blue skins

Uphill climb

Brand new Timbs

Penthouse suite

Back to the twins

Hang up the gloves, B

I’m back in the ring