[Hook] Eyes feel so heavy, my guess He feels these anvils on his eyelids To find that stress relief I bet he'll k** that need to achieve that final fix That means we cease to eat That means we cease to breathe That means we see defeat That means we need these feet to flee the scene But there ain't no escape That's why you stay awake, can't sleep [Verse 1] And he's got super senses Like Marlon Wayans of Senseless So sensitive, affected by the past and the present Like Vietnam vets on Grand Prix day Hearin jet engines, nerve end-ins Stretchin towards that bu*ton of panic He can hear the road tall amongst the bustle of traffic He smells havoc, got a taste for vengeance But it ain't quite as sweet as revenge is The neglected, disconnected So desperate, walk around headless Tryna find some lunch in that breakfast Gotta give credit where credit is due So ahead and let loose, cause [Hook] [Verse 2] Tempted to swallow those sleepin pills Cause the size of his shoes, his feet no longer fill It's Johannesburg, when in Notting Hill Got a shop with invaluable stock But they got to rob the till, pop the pills We sit and watch the monsters k** She still hasn't lost the feel, maybe we lost appeal Twenty-four hour clock, won't stop and chill He's pot in the kiln that went crack The plot in the film that went bank-rupt Must be mad love to stand up and abandon a Samsung Look what man done, must be ran-dom Hands up dancin on that pile of sh** Got more than that in this life we live Provided with the fight of a b**h Wide eyes in this... huh [Hook] [Verse 3] So, careful what you say to him Don't know how much he's takin in Go straight to the heart and it breaks the skin If he got a dollar for every sacred sin - fu*k! He probably would've made a mint These days that trust comes paper-thin Tear it up and chuck it in a cake tin Draining his face in a ba-sin Shakin the latency, complacency In a worry, the blatant vacancy In hungry, how you gonna make it comfy? Misery loves company, come run with he The apprentice got a message - don't f** with me Sleep deprived, shuteye is a luxury From Melbourne to Tuscany, none of this love is free [Bridge] {X4} (2nd time muffled) Aiyyo God, Buddah, Allah - I don't even know your name So how am I supposed to pa** the blame?