Give my soul some vacation... Lyrics

Unconscious and cruising

I be laying on fire, so soothing

I´m moving deep, deep down

Don´t need a lighter to proove it

I´m just so tired

I don´t even care about losing

So I'ma hit on that doobie

´Till the ashes are blooming

When I´m all unconscious and cruising

I be laying on fire, so soothing

I'm moving deep, deep down

Don't need a lighter to proove it

I´m just so tired

I don´t even care about losing

So I´ma hit on that doobie

´Till the ashes are blooming

I´m choosing

To live with all my inner demons

They´re now my homies

This is my paradise life with nothing but a blazing void below me

Floating like a reaper as my eyes are closing

Take me far away while the world around me keeps on growing

Because I be hoping for a better place

Pray for some better days

Flames crawling through my veins

Hate makes me suffocate

Stay, but I wanna change

Shake all the blood away

No more need to medicate me just to feel a little bit more okay

Okay, give my soul some vacation

Tired of the same shit

I thought I was in need of that salvation

Been smiling while drowning from all these self-made expectations

Now I be screaming I don´t give a fuck, boy okay okay

Let me stay in my haven

No more frustration

Peace of mind felt like a hallucination

No patience

Push me right into the flame pit

With no hesitation

Burning every root of me that´s raging with devastation

When I´m all unconscious and cruising

I be laying on fire, so soothing

I´m moving deep, deep down

Don´t need a lighter to proove it

I´m just so tired

I don´t even care about losing

So I'ma hit on that doobie

´Till the ashes are blooming

When I´m all unconscious and cruising

I be laying on fire, so soothing

I'm moving deep, deep down

Don't need a lighter to proove it

I´m just so tired

I don´t even care about losing

So I´ma hit on that doobie

´Till the ashes are blooming

It's the grim reaper

Soulthief, ain't no crowdpleaser

Bitch eater

Cannibal with a big cleaver

Snitch beater

Throat squeezer

Red dot on my steel heater

Brand new nina

Bandana to cover the faceless ambomination

I´m wasting my time

Waiting in line for a soul that´s vacant

Covered in vine with dead matter

Got created from grime

Smoked one in the swamp

Then chill down in the river basin

Pretty sure we`re at the top

Bass from the trunk will knock your teeth out the front, boy

And we don't give fuck

What you do, where you´ve been

If you chillin´ we cool, might just pass you the blunt

Matted grey whip when the corners are cut

Got horns like a goat and got the steering wheel tucked

We got two types of demons

The sad and the evil

And about thirty people that will burn on your block, hoe