Lyrics:
It's 5:30 am, as I write this poem/
Do you really think that times about to slow him/
Down I'm a god damn vampire with these flows/
A vigilante on this beat, Bruce Wayne on these songs/
Can't sleep, can't eat, can't do nothing but wrong/
Can't even drink no more, alcohol's becoming too strong/
Mind's bouncing back and forth, thoughts playing ping pong/
Haven't seen her face for over a month, it's been too long/
Inside this rhyme book seems to be the only place I can belong/
I called this one "Contagious", but the timing came all along/
An insomniac's war/ as the rain outside it pours/
A man on a mission to change who I was before/
"So as I lay thee down to sleep/ I pray The Lord my soul to keep/
And if I die before I wake/
I pray The Lord my soul to take"/
But I don't, normally pray/ so what's happened to me today/
Perhaps I'm just keeping my mind at bay/ so It won't go astray/
I can't seem to keep away/ from the blood s**ers who play/
Mind games on the weak and dance on these apprehensions like ballet/
Parking their bullsh** in the gutter, no valet/
Give a f** if they don't like me, never been known to survey/
Been a bird of prey/ since the first day/
And as I spread my wings to the beat of the break of day/
I break away/ from the convention of the mould/
The nights so cold/ with my actions so bold/
They may burn and they may scold/
But the fight I press will never behold/
Such and uncontrolled/ outcome/ how come/
They speak in bluffs, vocal fold/
Their mind-set/ I can't digest/ so over sold/
Talk is weak/ talk is cheap/ dental gold/
As the hours turn to days in this summer heat/
Restless/ I'm bested/ by this summer breeze/
Lost myself and I am some what at ease/
By this music/ and when I lose it/ to the suffering beat/
These rhymes/ and these lines/ come with ease/
As the time/ closes in more on 6:30/
And as my thoughts come to a close/
Know that I chose/ these words on my own/