Slo-Mo - Twiztid

Slo-Mo, motherfucker feeling like I’m losing all control

Toned down, feeling way beneath the fucking flow

My head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Another repeat offender

Losing all control we’re trying to keep it all together

Hey, and my head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Regular, I’m cash out like a register

And I’m sure every mother, sister, daughter, I’ve offended her

Please don’t kill here messenger

I’ve been hearing voices again

But all I here as I’m saying is «I should start chugging the feel»

But then the room starts spinning and my teeth go numb

'Cause I crossed the limit, but I keep on fun

For me splashing in it 'till I think I’m done then «please no for me»

Now I’m in the back light of a bar

And in the front seat in someone’s car

I’m holding weed out of the jar and to cover it was so bizarre

Right now my lips about to

While it grab a light and then apark

And my mouth was getting so dry, I swear to God it was

But I started

But my brain’s no longer a part of it

Calling

But I’m still not recalling all of it

Maybe is the head full of pills when I was off of when

I can’t recall again

Slo-Mo, motherfucker feeling like I’m losing all control

Toned down, feeling way beneath the fucking flow

My head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Another repeat offender

Losing all control we’re trying to keep it all together

Hey, and my head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

My life is a metaphor

You would never mind that I was never more

I would do a new compassion that I adore

The way that you look at me

I’m under the morgue

I was covered in blood, I shouldn’t be

Remember for you, is that I would do anything

I was a ball of energy

You went in my life in a moment of clarity

Let me stable, we’re trying to bury me

I was unable to carry away with that task

Addiction’s a bitch and it’s made of a million masks

I was in a big fase with a big taste for that bitch

trynna be rich

Instead of trynna be happy

And that’s when reality slapped me

And this thing that I love had attacked me

And it left me for dead in a hospital bed

While taking a gun and then pointing at me

I get the picture, I don’t need a carry

And don’t need a love that’s gonna stab you

Don’t need a fix but you know where to grab it

Yet we are back again, addicted

I don’t wanna feel this way

I said I don’t wanna live this way

Slo-Mo, motherfucker feeling like I’m losing all control

Toned down, feeling way beneath the fucking flow

My head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Another repeat offender

Losing all control we’re trying to keep it all together

Hey, and my head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

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Slo-Mo, motherfucker feeling like I’m losing all control

Toned down, feeling way beneath the fucking flow

My head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Another repeat offender

Losing all control we’re trying to keep it all together

Hey, and my head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Slo-Mo, motherfucker feeling like I’m losing all control

Toned down, feeling way beneath the fucking flow

My head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before

Oh, no!

Another repeat offender

Losing all control we’re trying to keep it all together

Hey, and my head’s spinning and I’m having visions and I’ve been here before