LA Dystopian NPC Vibes Songtext
von Slater

Bound to my room
Like a prison sentence
Sometimes I wish
I could just end it
But there′s something saying
Back it up
Take a look in the mirror
Time to fix it up
Speeding down the lanes on the 55
Gotta live my life
Cause it's do or die
But there′s a voice saying
Back it up
There's a voice in the mirror
Saying fix it up Well it's a whole different story when it happens to your own brain
Get your shit in order
Call it food chain
So much on my plate
Gave me chest pains
Catch me weaving in the pact
Through the fast lane
Through the fast lane
Disappearing
I′m feeling I might just David Blaine
But there′s a voice saying
Back it up
There's a voice in the mirror
Saying fix it up


I′m spiraling
I'm in too deep
I′m sorry
Please just put this to sleep
I can feel it
Want it
Need it
See it

I don't really care if you′re with me
Just know if you're not
You're against me
If there′s a pulse
Then it′s racing time
It's like nos in the tank
Time to gas it up
Gas it up
Not enough
If there′s a pulse
Then it's racing time
It′s like nos in the tank
Time to gas it up
Well it's a whole different story when it happens to your own brain
Get your shit in order
Call it food chain
So much on my plate
Gave me chest pains
Catch me weaving in the pact
Through the fast lane
Through the fast lane
Disappearing
I′m feeling I might just David Blaine
But there's a voice saying
Back it up
There's a voice in the mirror
Saying fix it up

I′m spiraling
I′m in too deep
I'm sorry
Please just put this to sleep
I can feel it
Want it
Need it
See it