I'm not like you and your little friends
So don't ask why we can't be like them
Can barely focus, guess this what they meant
for all that hocus pocus, the light getting dim
defiant, like you gon' fight till the end g'head try it but
That's easier said
I'll sleep when you're dead
Die in my sleep, grinning, give it a week,
that's a freak in the bed
A stiff in the sheets
The buzzer ring
Dishes in the sink
Leftovers in the fridge
It's manuscripts in his things
half done
