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letra de eye (neversleep) - jet thuman

i just won’t… i will never sleep
three in the morning up since last week
i just can’t… couldn’t give a d-mn
better off at a salon tryna get a tan
i just don’t… don’t really care
i feel so cold ice box frigidaire
i just don’t… don’t give a f-ck
i once thought i could, since then nothing much

momma don’t like me, i really can’t blame her
she sees i’m selfish; she can’t see a failure
thinks i’ll rule the world or at least become mayor
she loves my potential; that’s just mother’s nature
i’m a piece of the sh-t (no offence to the creator)
i just know i’m a b-st-rd really i’m my biggest hater
my lil bro’s asthma don’t need no inhalers
that’s a dub, we just puff, put clouds in the air
i never paid attention, he hungered for the influence
now i can’t pay for sh-t, actually let’s not get into it
the past is not the present so his older brother’s dead
it’s irrelevant; i am only pictures in his head
sorta like just what my father is to me
not to say he never bothered; pops is pretty fatherly
plenty babymommas, so there was no time to father me
i wondered, ‘is he proud?’ regardless, now i think, ‘probably’

but it doesn’t really matter, nothing ever did
we’re all gonna die. some of us will live
they are alive; the rest are undead
the youth, forever young. i won’t ever go to bed

i just don’t… i don’t ever sleep
three in the morning up since last week
i just can’t… couldn’t if i tried
couldn’t even look like i care if i lied
i just won’t… i will never know
what’s going on, why i feel so cold
i just don’t… don’t give a f-ck
i once thought i could, since then nothing much

of course i love the ladies maybe love is l-st
most times i wanna smash but i’m lucky if i bust
i love -ss that’s no lie if you got one i can trust
take a seat next to i and maybe you can meet a nut
i gotta be crazy [right?] just a lil r-t-rded
slightly stupid northern lights straight out of a garden
lit up on a sidewalk under arrest me beg your pardon
sometimes i can’t talk this gets the conversation started
can’t tell you what i’m thinking cuz you’d think i was a ghost
how did i die, or will i have a rest from this smoke
with thoughts so well-baked no wonder why i spoke
i been philosophizing yes or no and if i’m grown
then why do i live at home, i could walk the earth
f-ck it forty oz for forty winks for what it’s worth
no rest for the wicked and the rest of us get dirt
m-ss introspection on the tv wrestling with truth hurts

but it doesn’t really matter, nothing ever did
we’re all gonna die. some of us will live
they are alive; the rest are undead
the youth, forever young. i won’t ever go to bed

i just can’t… won’t you let me sleep
shut the f-ck up it’s already three
i just don’t… don’t know what to do
f-ck the planet, captain, i’m going to the moon
i just won’t… i will never rest
brain all gone, grey smoke in my chest
i just don’t… don’t give a f-ck
once thought i could, since then nothing much

- jet thuman

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