Lyrics Outta Character - Teage

I can't seem to shake this feeling that there's something wrong
Something crawling in my skin I want to rip it off
Pick and prod it
Tick and tockin clock is a mockin me times upon us
Lost my solace long ago
Now what's hauntin' me in my thoughts when I'm alone?
Wicked sydrome
Slitted throat twisted bones sick and throw up all my soul
I became an empty shell from sliding down like a trombone
Into fucking nothingness now I just own this empty skull
So consuming exhausting
My brains ballooning and popping
Eluding me from choosing happiness
Constantly opting to take the pain and confusion
Became insane and I knew it
When it grew over my body abusing me till I'm rotting
How many days like this?
How many days I missed?
Alchemist take my fix
Lost soul nut case
Rascal jot notes
Cross bones duct tape in the station wagon
Brains asymptomatic
But I know I'm fucked up in a way that's massive
Looking for escape
Change my grey matter
God make me better I have no answer
Still falling down down down down down down
Searching for that piece of me that never can be found (where)
I been searching for that reasoning of birth like ultrasound (where)
All the smiles people put on ain't for shit when underground
All the miles people put on ain't for shit without a doubt
All the trials that we tested with
Ain't for shit when the pressure hits (nope)
The only real pressure is when its ending and death I kiss
Someone tell the therapist
Ben is gone an impressionist took over my being
Fuck this all
Fuck this all
Fuckin' all of me's gone
Calmy approach me like bombs don't get to close to me dog
Teage always stay on recon
My minds in space like Elon Musk if he huffed on the joint and cussed
A custom made Grade A pion in this bitch
I be thinkin' while you talkin' what's the odds we exist?
Man we can hardly be sure
I opened the door to a portal that leads to the morgue
So for the record ain't leavin out no details
Bony nails like swords
Keep scratching my casket

Check it I been acting outta character (I been acting outta character)
I been I been I been acting outta character baby
I ain't been myself and I don't care to try (don't care to try)
Check it I been I been acting outta character so hate me
Check it I been acting outta character (I been acting outta character)
I been I been I been acting outta character baby
I ain't been myself and I don't care to try (nah nah)
Check it I been I been acting outta character so hate me

Used to wanna be in campus ministry
Until I thought of all the priests with kids
on their knees sucking seed
Used to wanna be marijuana clean and drug free
Till I smoked a little weed tripped shrooms and now I truly see
Used to wanna be a father married with sons and daughters
Now I just wanna eat her ass human centipede
Used to wanna be a doctor think I used to be smarter
But now I'm living fast baby I'm just doing me
So much bullshit that I'm tryna forget about
I orbit around in empty space so in Morgan I drown
I ain't a wanna be or wangster I just got a foul mouth (bitch)
Engaging in these bad behaviors massive craters creating
You prolly think I'm signed to satan
But I think with my brain on occasion
Outside of the box like a UPS mailer (think about it)
The only downside is my thoughts keep on driving me crazy
Reminding me of all the shit I been steady evading
You so close minded
And so judgemental
Open your eyelids you might just find you the devil
Devise demises Al-Qaeda ain't nothing special
You kenneled
How you be sheltered from the world when it's providing surprises
These hoes psychotic (un-uh)
They want my queso (yup yup)
But I done did it and got it it's in my pockets (cha-ching)
I earned my pesos my bankroll been down before had to lay low
You Adolf made it a dictatorship relationship stank hoe
So bitch I'm done wasting my time that's forever till I'm gone
Pussy ass talkin' guys ain't about it bring it on
Want me to kick a freestyle but you ain't listen to one song
Shut the fuck up lil child
You just jealous ain't got the balls to say what I say
What I says on my name this primate
Who's buried under 6 feet of concrete that imma try and break
Until the day I die
B.R.T. you be like why wait
Shit might as well right now then I'm out with this glock to my face

Check it I been acting outta character (I been acting outta character)
I been I been I been acting outta character baby
I ain't been myself and I don't care to try (don't care to try)
Check it I been I been acting outta character so hate me
Check it I been acting outta character (I been acting outta character)
I been I been I been acting outta character baby
I ain't been myself and I don't care to try (nah nah)
Check it I been I been acting outta character so hate me