imaginary
Channel: brandon marshall
Date: 31/12/2020

Date:
22.12.20.

Chorus:
I wake up and it's scary,
I don't know if I exist.
Fuck it, I just came up with a theory..
I'm imaginary..
like..
like all of this.

I wake up and it's scary,
I don't know if I exist.
Fuck it, I just came up with a theory..
I'm imaginary..
like..
like all of this.

Verse One:
Living with these thoughts,
keeping my mind swimming and my stomach in knots.
All I do when I feel lost is walk in any fucking direction.
No obvious orientation.
A mobster born unto a roster of monsters.
Feel like I am just a foster child, like my cousins.
Like I don't have any real connection.

Verse Two:
Life is inconvenient.
Been thinking of ways to end it.
I keep lingering on intravenous.
What a waste of genius.
oh.

It just makes me sick.
Bitch, you can suck on my dick.
Lick on my ballsack.
Yeah, sit on my penis until I cum on your tits.
In other words..
"fuck it."

Verse Three:
I've been making moves.
You can tell I'm "different" as I'm sifting through the room.
Keep it tight-lipped.
I've been rolling with the goons..
and I might "flip,"
so there's no telling.
What I'll do..
"I'll be a motherless fuckin gangsta until the day I die..
unless I wake up and just change it so I've got 
murder on my mind.



Written and performed by DeDoN a.k.a. 912096echo

#lyricstodieto,#MeDEviL,#DeDoN