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illbert - too woke lyrics

[verse 1]
b+tch i think too much
now i can’t sleep, i’m too woke
eyes are blinking shut
i’m in deep, why don’t you open
up my skull to see what’s keeping me awake
even ak+47s go to heaven even satan eats some cake
when you can’t find bread, fill your mouth and your mind with that brrr instead
you know they call that head, yeah she called ahead said “make that bed
cause i want to f+ck on top of the covers”
it’s better left unsaid i’m literally at no liberty to ever go kiss and tell or else chivalry’s dead
riddle me this and that i’m subliminally on a mission
catechisms written abysmally smitten with winning your tacit approval
i’m basking in full view of
the who’s in whoville
remember that seuss i’ll get back to that
there’s no proving facts only maneuvering back and forth
wind up like macklemore
i cannot tackle or grapple with losing command
of your love and respect
never had it to begin with i guess
is it so radical just to suggest that the messenger ought to be shot in the head
the prodigal son is repenting again
pretending his sentence was anything less than a sign of loss of respect
sign the philosopher’s check, then tie the knot round his neck
[verse 2]
b+tch i think too much
now i can’t sleep, i’m too woke
eyes are blinking shut
i’m in deep, why don’t you open
up my skull to see what’s keeping me awake
seeing people being fake i need to get some sleep for dreaming’s sake
i’ve become aware that i’m residing in a nightmare
could i be the demon that you’re dreaming out of spite? where’s the exit
paradoxes multiply try to be the guy who gets it
terrorize my pair of docile eyes, my narrower perspective
i could never see, blinded by the ecstasy of gold
i live inside the warmth, lecture people begging in the cold
it’s like i’m begging to be told what your opinion is
i’ve been encouraged to ignore your thoughts on how i’m living
those who mind don’t matter those who matter don’t mind
if you still believe that go take a look at black lives
if you’re baptized then relax i cannot adapt, liabilities are k!lling me, a million little facts

[verse 3]
since i learned the world’s a stage and you’re sitting in the back
i’ve put myself into a cage, and forgotten what’s an act
and what’s actual, but i’ve not lost track
of what is fake and what is factual
go ahead and ask me what’s the racket, well
i cracked the bell ringing the alarm
just from thinking that with every act i’m bringing you to harm
fetch the pharmacist
i need to know if i’m ingesting lethal quantities of broken promises
the proper dosage is a lot i guess
[outro]
what’s the difference ‘tween awake, asleep, and dead
if no matter what you’re just lying there in bed?

- illbert lyrics

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