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(album: A Man Rose From The Dead - 2020)


Yeah, I've been riding with sticks, feeling bad
Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove

Yeah, I've been riding thinking how I'm down bad (Down bad)
Antidepressants still every day, I'm sa-a-ad
Feel the pain when I think about my fa-a-am
Let it rain, wear the shit like a ba-a-adge
I'm jumping off the roof
I'm drowning in the pool
Character stuck in a spoof
Looking at my wrists for the proof
Screw loose in my head, turned counter-clock (Counter-clock)
Paralyzed in my bed with the gun cocked (Gun cocked)
Everyday, tryna act
Everyday, sipping Act
Everyday it's this or that
Thinking 'bout you and I wonder where you at (Where you at?)
Missing pieces of me, leaving trails for you to find
Wipe my tears with the Glock when I start to cry

Yeah, I've been riding with sticks, feeling bad
Hang out the roof, squeezing on the whole mag
Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove
Stuck in this shit, no, I can't mo-oo-ove
Yeah, I've been riding with sticks, feeling bad
Hang out the roof, squeezing on the whole mag
Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove
Stuck in this shit, no, I can't mo-oo-ove

Countless Xanax, raise my panic to another height (Yeah, yeah)
Counting my wrongs, getting to where I can't turn 'em right
Fight or flight, jumping through the window (Through the window)
Realizing that my life ain't shit though (Ain't shit though)
Illusions running through my mind, will it ever change? (Yeah, yeah)
Keep my head down, gold frown, scattered brain (Woah, woah)
I got some shit I'm tryna do before I hit the grave (Yeah, yeah)
Ever since I got off of them drugs, my feelings ain't the same, no

Yeah, I've been riding with sticks, feeling bad
Hang out the roof, squeezing on the whole mag
Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove
Stuck in this shit, no, I can't mo-oo-ove
Yeah, I've been riding with sticks, feeling bad
Hang out the roof, squeezing on the whole mag
Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove
Stuck in the shit, no, I can't mo-oo-ove

Paralyzed and I can't mo-oo-ove
Stuck in the shit, no, I can't mo-oo-ove
Paralyzed and I can't move
Stuck in the shit, no, I can't move, yeah

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