Pain Avenue - Verb T, Illinformed

«I have to go…»

«…an appointment with my psychiatrist»

Pressure building up

All I can do is pray that it’ll stop

Feeling dead when I walk

Vultures circlin' me in a flock

Shot by killer, what’s surgin'?

Nerves in a knot hurtin'

Fallin' through a spiral

Vital signs are looking uncertain

I’m not a young person

I’m not a dumb person

Blood in my throat

Tears in my eyes

Pain in my limbs

Lungs hurtin'

I don’t see the drugs workin'

Shit that was a dumb purchase

I’m paranoid they’re gonna find me

In a slump;

murdered

«Bwah, you lonely prick

You should be on some stony shit

Emotionless, forget about the worries

Then they won’t exist»

Won’t exist?

Man, people talk bullshit too much

I’m about to smoke this light bulb

While you pussies hit the blunt

Chop up Ajax in a line;

sniff it

Drink that bleach;

it tastes horrific

Shapes are shiftin'

Brain is missin'

In another place existing

Wave the one;

insane magician

Tape and listen back, you missed it

Twistin' off the cap and sippin' this radioactive liquid

Lettin' out the anger I was forced to hold

Fuck what you thought you know

Born to roll right over the edge

I live on Pain Avenue

I have a strange attitude

I’m sorry if I’m rude

It’s just I can’t fake gratitude

This the anger I was forced to hold

Fuck what you thought you know

Born to roll right over the edge

I live on Pain Avenue

I have a strange attitude

I’m sorry if I’m rude

It’s just I can’t fake gratitude

If I offend you;

Fuck You

Sorry that was harsh

My mind is rotten

Like some bodies buried in the marsh

I hear voices

I hear screamin'

I hear sirens

I’ve been dreamin' of bad things

When I’ve been sleeping

I’m gonna burn them alive and eat them

«That's pathetic

Passive aggressive

Now you’re really losing it mate»

I’m in pain and feelin' the hate

I know people can relate

Everybody’s out for themselves

Greedy motherfuckers

So dismissive

Not prepared to go the distance

Showin' no assistance to the needy

But there’s hope;

resistance buildin' up

I wanna climb a building with a rifle

And just kill these fuckers

The anger’s still eruptin'

So the lava’s drippin' on my clothes

And karma’s tryna kill me

It’s filthy

The drugs are in the spoon and lookin' milky

But how’s this shit gonna make me any stronger if it kills me?

Ill sweet dreams;

I’m havin'

Demons grabbin' at my soul

And pullin' it

I flee the madness

I would say «I'm happy»

But that’s pushin' it

Lettin' out the anger I was forced to hold

Fuck what you thought you know

Born to roll right over the edge

I live on Pain Avenue

I have a strange attitude

I’m sorry if I’m rude

It’s just I can’t fake gratitude

This the anger I was forced to hold

Fuck what you thought you know

Born to roll right over the edge

I live on Pain Avenue

I have a strange attitude

I’m sorry if I’m rude

It’s just I can’t fake gratitude