Storm Chaser

And breathin's overrated

Stormchasin' and its gettin' later

I used to love her, now I hate her

Shes a brain-raider, fallin' in a crater of lost memories

I'm so out of hand that I don't even fuck with me

I'm goin' trippin' drunk and slippin'

Sleepin' in ditches, switchin' prescriptions

Bangin' a random whore and itchin'

I don't give a flyin' feces

I ain't one with the human species

Slappin' the nurse, tryin' to up my cc's

I fall apart, take all my pain, turn it to art

Blowin' up a K-mart and blame it all on Mozart

Fuck, I'm surprised I got a deal

Every two hours I take a pill

That's where I'm at, it's all surreal

I got imaginary friends, an imaginary life

An imaginary wife and a real knife

Outta here by next weekend

Hung over on a dresser with my brain leakin'

And I run away from the light of day

I am not okay, my soul's a misery

I think I'm losin' my mind

I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out

Trapped in a crack house full of d-d-doubt

I got guilt to the hilt, I fight tears and fears, been out for ten years

Hit a big bump up off the mirror

Find me at www dot, I came to trouble you dot

Come here mothafucka, take your best shot

Suicidal, got a lot of demons to fight

I'll probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle

I feel abused to lose the blues, I'll bring my booze

I'm in the who's who's and dope fees

And floozies in the land and preparin' for news

These niggas are never choosy

The morning sun is like a sledgehammer to the forehead

And I'm barely here, look in the mirror every day

And slowly disappear, been through a million

And 67 emotions in my short career

Riddles I fear, staggered out in the street

And fall off a pier, aww fuck it

And I run away from the light of day

I am not okay, my soul's a misery

My heartbeat is racin', even though I'm standin'

Still I can't stop stormchasin'

I stole a shell casing, so close to overdose

The light of day hurts my eyes

Wishing my death to be a surprise

My life should be more than four walls and a floor

But thats all that is mine, God give me a sign

'Cause I'm tryin' and dyin' at the same time

I'm not hesitatin', just waitin'

Heck yeah, comin' with a flurry

And like the spice up in you throat

I get you chokin' like that curry

Somethin' 'bout the police and them lights

That get me worried, made a lap up on that bastard in a hurry

Flyin' from the spirits, so I got a story

The dude that taught me how to rap was Ray Murray

It's all a can, still its filled with no glory

Top the killer red out at 2:30

And I run away from the light of day

I am not okay, my soul's a misery