Текст песни Brain Washed - Andy Kapps

It's still running through my mind each and every day
And it's not even once or twice
It's constantly, subconsciously
And I understand that it's too dark to see
It's something I've accepted Shit, I ain't even arguing
All I could do is carry on
That time frame was a flame, suffocated
And washed out my brain
I got the stain up on my face cause the past can't be changed
Acted certain ways, it got me more than just ashamed
It got me feeling like I'm less of a man, man

Brainwashed days in a daze in outer space
Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face
From the carried on grins, let that pain just rot away
Sink it right down to the bottom, and let that ship just sail away
Whoa
Brainwashed days, in a daze in outer space
Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face
From the carried on grins,
Let that pain just rot away
Sink it right down to the bottom
And let that ship just sail away, ugh

Now I search for better days, but I'm lost
I can't see, I can't hear, and I can't breathe I can't eat, and I can't sleep, I can't teach
And I can't preach
But fucking right, I know I learned
Love is loud, and hate is earned Kings get crowned, and passion burns
I don't see the purpose that my box spring on my mattress serves
Cause I hardly get to sleep, and when I dream it's opposite to peace
I'm drowning in that place, so you can burn, I grind my teeth
Contemplating on going out, looking like a tire swing

You know I'm swinging, diamonds on me steady blinging
Them people watching, so I'm being cautious
Gotta watch them, cause I know they hating
Got a lot of money, and a lot of jewelry
On my wristwatch, looking dangerous
You can see me coming if the sun is shining
Cause my diamonds cutting strange angles
Feeling brainwashed, like my mind is twisted
Gotta get a grip before I lose my shit
Somebody call my momma, crawl, flip the script
With these big old cannons, howling hooligans
They say I'm hella dangerous, cause I lost my patience
I done lost my mind, I'm talking to the angels I don't talk to strangers
cause they make me angry
And I'm trying to make it to the land of famous

Brainwashed days in a daze in outer space
Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face
From the carried on grins, let that pain just rot away
Sink it right down to the bottom, and let that ship just sail away
Brainwashed days, in a daze in outer space
Man, I gotta get a grip, it's written all over my face
From the carried on grins,
Let that pain just rot away
Sink it right down to the bottom
And let that ship just sail away