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letra de turn it off - konan doyle

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woah
that’s more like it
i don’t mind the way my mind is
i’m a psycho and a psychic
i’ll eat ricin mixed with rice in
side my diet, i won’t die instead
sir, why am i surviving?
i like violins but not violence
i run mic’s like michael tyson

don’t be frightened
fight or flight, i’ll try deciding
taking flight, i’d take out pilots
picking fights, i’d pick on giants
i’m a kind of private human
besides when writing music
in my mind is where my muse is
don’t know why, it’s quite confusing

when i rap they run in horror
this isn’t what you ordered?
i eat bread with crusty borders
cause we don’t like cutting corners
(ah)
that must be torture
i’m so hot, this son’s a scorcher
usеd to play on some recorder
now i’m numbеr one recorder

it’s a blessing and a curse
for when i end my verse
i’ve got lessons yet to learn
to stop depression getting worse

sometimes friends won’t get returned
from resting in the dirt
so i impress the press with words
my head’s a mess, the stress, it hurts

you can steal from my cerebrum
you can sell my cerebellum
you can search for my ideas
you can find out where i get ‘em
once you pick apart my brain
you might learn a lot
the only thing i want to know is how to
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turn it off

go shut it down
n0body knows i ain’t joking around?
smoking a pound just to cope with the sound of a frontal lobe that’s known to be loud

wow
defeat this vortex
in my cerebral cortex
i always seem to forget
i can never leave this torment

i dont even ever want to leave my apartment
locked in, thoughts tend to be toxic
i’m convinced that i’m running out of options
i’m not sick but i gotta get an off-switch

i’m a never seen breed
i’m another species
i’m a type to keep memories on a cd
repeat every single scheme til the release
believe me, i think it’s really a.d.d

adhd maybe that explains the way i think
i can safely say these daily j’s made me escape my brink
everybody has a vice, they say
some people give half their life away
okay, maybe that’s the price to pay
but i know that i won’t see the afterlife today

i could really use me a break or crutch
to get a grip, i think that would be clutch
i really wish that i had better luck
cause i feel like my life has been damaged enough

why’s my emotional management suck?
how come i’m not built to handle this stuff?
my only luck is i cannot give up
so i’m here til i turned into ashes and dust

you can steal from my cerebrum
you can sell my cerebellum
you can search for my ideas
you can find out where i get ‘em
once you pick apart my brain
you might learn a lot
the only thing i want to know is how to

turn it off

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