[Guitar-Intro] [Verse 1] Nine-to-five prison, fluorescent lights flickerin' like false hope, Eviction notice slippin' under the door-rope-a-dope, I'm 'bout to choke. Dream of jet life, private flights, no more ramen nights fightin' sleep, But wake up to the beep of the alarm, another day deep in the cheap. [Verse 2] Cold grin, gold tounge in a crow’s beak Dark grin, shark skin, teeth in the weak Code in, nose bleed, a bad file in the black bile A Backslide baptize in a landmine aisle [Bridge] Sinister cinema, flicker in my iris Rigor in the mirror when I grin at my virus Layered decay in the way I say (“okay”) Carve my shame in the marrow of a cage [Chorus] Slither in the mirror, that’s a different kind of me Stuck in a Feverdream i scream to be free Unable to rip out the roots of interference Speak with a twitch in a lethal appearance [Chorus] Why must I dream of a different life? Why must I dream at all? Dreams got me fiendin' for stacks, but reality slappin' me flat. Why must I dream? ? Why can't I just numb it out? Throw all away? Hell yeah, smashing the rearview, screamin' loud!!! [After-Chours] [Verse 3] Visions vivid: villas, victories, not this victim-in-between. Work ethic ironclad, but iron bars don't pay the warden's cut, Anger buildin' boulders, rollin' 'em uphill like Sisyphus cursed, Underdog fury—I'm burstin' first, quenchin' this thirst for the purse. [Verse 4] War-torn brain, taste rain when the storm roars Saw more gore than a morgue in a swarmwar Night terrors tap-dance on my last nerve Past burns etched deep in the darkest of curves!! [Solo] [Bridge] Nighttime nurse with a rusted tray Pills like pearls, little lust for decay Trust turn dust when the lungs go gray I adjust every cut till the blood obeys [Chorus] Slither in the mirror, that’s a different kind of me Stuck in a Feverdream i scream to be free Unable to rip out the roots of interference Speak with a twitch in a lethal appearance [Chorus] Why must I dream of a different life? Why must I dream at all? Ambition's the elixir, mix it with spite—turn defeat to elite. Why must I dream? ? This life's a fuckin' scam, Bills pilin' high like a grave, screamin' loud—(I gotta get the fuck out!) [After-Chours] [Chorus] Slither in the mirror, that’s a different kind of me Stuck in a Feverdream i scream to be free Unable to rip out the roots of interference Speak with a twitch in a lethal appearance [Chorus] Why must I dream of a different life? Why must I dream at all? Seize it or cease it, I'm grabbin' the brass, no time for the masses, One day I'll snap, map a new path, laugh at the rearview hell, Till then, dream defiant—why must I? 'Cause fuck I can't tell. [After-Chours]
