Insomniac
[Verse 1]
I got the D's, the sweet and the sour
But when it's sweet, the nightmares wake me up every hour
So I take the sour dies just to get me to sleep
Now I've only slept twenty hours out of three fucking weeks
While I'm awake I repeat the beats
I write lyrics as I creep
Around the house looking for some inspiration, I peak
Into closets and binders
Just searching for reminders
That we have someone behind us
Cause people can try to grind us
But they'll get taken away, minus
And like the cast of Lost, I'm wondering 'Will they ever find us?'
But I know they'll never find us
I just write raps so that my life doesn't feel so fucking timeless
And I'll forever be the failure bowing down to your highness
I got too much on my mind, in my bed I'm sat
Day dreaming of sleeping, but I just can't do that
I gotta write another track
I need to sleep but I can't, as I sit back
I ask myself, 'Am I an insomniac?'
[Hook 1]
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Imagining fame, but dreaming of beasts
It's time to face the facts
I think I'm an insomniac

[Verse 2]
There's so many stars out this time of year
I never noticed that before
You should see the way the moonlight reflects off the garden floor
I could sit here staring out my window 'till the clock strikes 4
But shit, I've gotta write lyrics if I wanna be on tour
I wanna kill mics and steal mics
I pop a pill in fright just so I can feel like
Throwing my pen out the window and giving all the haters a real fight
I wanna be a poster, on someone's bedroom wall
I wanna have my platinum record hanging in the hall
Until that day, I'm sitting here just waiting for a call
From a producer who heard my shit and thought I was walking tall
So I stay awake, trying to make my dream a reality
So that one day I'll spit a freestyle and all you'll hear is FATALITY
So that one day I'll be the leader, you can call me the sheikh
But how the fuck can I follow my dreams if I don't sleep?

[Hook 1]
[Verse 3]
I lay awake some nights, thinking why my Father wasn't there
I lay awake some nights, thinking why some people don't care
I lay awake some night, blasting music through my headphones
I lay awake most nights, because I'm stuck in my zone
I'm writing and writing, and the caffeine is fighting
Keeping me awake but when I fall asleep it turns violent
These images in my head, all these bodies are dead
This is why I stay awake all night in my bed
Looking at the fucking time, it's 3AM as I write this track
Am I an insomniac or do I just say that
For your empathy, so that subconsciously
I feel better about me

[Hook 2] (x2)
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Imagining fame, but living with beasts
You'll never know what it's like to be me

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Imagining fame, but living with beasts
You'll never know what it's like to be me