SICK BOI, PT 2 LYRICS BY REN

Sick Boi, Pt 2 Lyrics by Ren is latest English song voiced by him, its music is given by Ren. Brand new lyrics of Sick Boi, Pt 2 song is written by Ren.

Sick Boi, Pt 2 Song Detail
Song – Sick Boi, Pt 2
Singer(s) – Ren
Musician(s) – Ren
Lyricist(s) – Ren

Sick Boi, Pt 2 Lyrics

The day is now earth flame and fjord
Dark night day the night sinks

Sick boi sick boi allopathic squid boi
Pathogenic schizophrenic call a medic quick boi
Quick boi quick boi just wanna scratch the itch boi
Agoraphobic multi-courses on it I’m that sick boi

Nothing to lose nothing to win or to prove
Nothing but hoes in my shoes
Nothing but nothing I’m hustling bustling pain is a paradox I didn’t choose
Nothing but truth nothing but fire in the booth
Nothing that you could do I couldn’t do
Nothing that you could do better forget all the others I’m aiming at you

Cytotoxic diagnostic catastrophic news
Since I got sick no for one the pain it comes in twos
Pathotonic antipsychotic speedo blockers antibiotics watch the clock tick pick the lock back quick let’s dip get loose

Wait for a minute I’m struggling with it
I’m doubling down and I’m doubling digits
I live it I live with the pain and forgive it
Cause bitterness eats you alive when you’re in it
I miss it then flip it then rip off the script
It is fitting that I have been screaming at demons that visit
I’m feeling so rigid I lean on religion
But god sits there laughing I’m burning my bridges

Car crash whiplash ambulance body bags
Zip back it’s a game of circumstance
Wrong turn everything can all collapse
Get burned back inside the relapse
Cracks they stack back to back and I’m back on my back inside the counter attack
Pop prozac knock it back wash it down and relax and that’s that
Subtract collapse react adapt
Oh getting lost money money money
Oh getting to the dog like I got nothing to lose yeah

Like I got nothing to lose lose lose lose
Oh getting lost money money money
Oh getting to the dog like I got nothing to lose yeah
Like I got nothing to lose lose lose
Getting lost money like a drug

Once upon a time a time that was not long ago
There lived a boy inside his mind sometimes a thought would overflow and grow and grow
Until they blinded the boy he decomposed
And if you read between the lines of his story you will know
That there is method to his madness prerequisite for his sadness
For there must be catalysts which exist to explain his status
Extract it and look right at it
His panic was formed in fragments that happened from lack of passion
Attacking his hippocampus

Back to the story where the story begins
There was a boy he was confused by the world that he lived in
A world where profit is religion and to knock it is sin
A world where profit spread the word of putting profit over kin
Sink or swim blood it is thicker than
Money and dividend secret thick skin
See it for what it is resist and take a hit on the chin
Anti-capitalist a rationalist a war it shall begin
On the greedy who mislead the people it starts from within
In in are you in it to win? or are you in it for a purpose that exists outside your skin?
When you’re in it is it worthless to resist begin again
Are you screaming on the surface are you like me are you in?

Oh getting lots of money money money
Oh getting to the top like I got nothing to lose yeah
Like I got nothing to lose
It’s done it’s done it’s done it’s done

Oh getting lots of money money money
Oh getting to the top like I got nothing to lose yeah
Like I got nothing to lose lose lose lose
Oh getting lots of money money money
Oh getting to the top like I got nothing to lose yeah
Like I got nothing to lose lose
Getting lots of money is like a job

It’s done
It’s done
It’s done
It’s done