Remix

Track 6: Alan's in Wonderland

Get out of my head
You're supposed to be dead
Stop wandering through my mind like this
The light that was lit got blown out like a bitch
But these candles gotta be a trick
I found some new flavor
And got a new taste
But you still gotta be on my mind
So I guess it's time
I undo the rewind
But stick to the usual grind
Five days sober is going to seven
But five days blank is to two
The five days mean nothing to anyone at all
Especially not to you

Intense sensation
I take the contagion
Cause it keeps me warm inside
B LAZ E's on bitch mode
Get ready for the groan
And the relapse
All in good time

Fuck this shit
I don't wanna be your nigga
Bitch, please get out of my head
These thoughts are fed
And my face is turning red
As I suffocate
Defecate
Subtly solicit sympathy
Death to the rewind
Fined for the signs
My fortune's been told
That Imma grow old
Be a virgin and a father to all
Cause no love is special
And no thoughts light
And living just feels like a fight

The struggle's intense
My thoughts are getting dense
I still can't concentrate
Stuck in the past
And running past the present
Thoughts contained caged
Like a pregnant period
The professions always come late
Never been on a date
Just stuck to masturbate
And slightly verbate
The record's repeating
Not missing a skip
Recycled thoughts
And retuned rhythms
Barely remixed or made