
Intro Stockholm syndrome from my basement window Anyone who know me they know I'ma kill this beat, man this never gets old Bloomer's got a darkness somewhere in his soul Don't worry though, I gotta sell records so I think that music is his antidote Verse 1 Everytime I sit down and enter my mind, its a real house of horrors. If you look real closely all you'll see is a monster whose not fond of the mirrors I've been tryin to hit it home for a while all I got is just a swing and then misses I say I want love but the darkness growin in me makes me doubt if I could ever find a Mrs When all is said and done, will they remember me? All the blood I bleed and sweat I drip, will they see? I'm on the brink of losin all I have to the industry Will I really be the one to craft the perfect melody? Got a darkness in me, that no damn priest could purge When I spit, I’m like Mark Hamill—yeah, the Joker emerged If I smile in your face, just know that it’s stitched from the hurt I’m a masterpiece cracked—still I’m framed like it’s work I'm not doin this cuz of you, it's all for the art Hook (Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out) I'm not like you I'm not like you (Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out) I'm not like you I'm not like you I couldn't break lose So don't you get it, I'm already dome here- Old News Give me catharsis, lemme see your point of view I'm not like you, I'm not like you I push it away, every single day but still you don't get the clue Chorus No more morphine, no more meds, no more fake hope No more false dreams, no more lies, I can’t cope I don’t want no more people saying love then they ghost They say that they love me, then they hand me a rose It wilts in my hand, its a fault of my own Or maybe it is… am I really at home I think I'm a poison and music's my antidote Verse 2 "Are you okay, how's the treatment going we have yet to find the--" We gotta course correct, I'm tryin to get better Depression's a hole and I been fallin forever I stand on the brink, tryin to hold it together Shhh, the snakes want me to curse but here I'm a competitor I don’t gotta say F the industry to get my pain off my chest I just wait, let the silence turn into something they’ll never forget Tune up the band, sit down in the booth let the booze do the rest My boy Bloomy and I we gotta a lotta issues to address Are we at home in our minds or are we just the guests? Shh don't answer let em guess Chorus No more morphine, no more meds, no more fake hope No more false dreams, no more lies, I can’t cope I don’t want no more people saying love then they ghost They say that they love me, then they hand me a rose It wilts in my hand, its a fault of my own Or maybe it is… am I really at home I think I'm a poison and music's my antidote Final Bridge Notice the darkness growing on you I need the anti dote Give me catharsis a new point of view I need the anti dote Ooh ooh I need the anti dote Ooh ooh I need the anti dote Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I'll just be falling forever Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I'll just be falling forever Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I can't keep or hold it together Down and out I'm out when I'm down and out I'll just be falling forever Outro I need to get an antidote All this stress that I'm addin on I'm in the court of the public opinion I need to get an antidote Got the remix straight from the dome I put down the pen and my coke This beat just got cooked