Insomnia by Torn Lyrics
[Part 1: Dark Room]
[Intro]
You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
In the dark room people will be hallucinating because there's absolutely nothing to focus attention on. Now in the absence in of information, the human brain carries on working and processing information, even if there's no information to process, and after a while it starts creating that information itself
[Verse 1]
Here I sit, depressed in the lair again
Past mistakes led me to extreme loneliness
Repulsive, how these niggas always ditching
Cooking bars to serve with condiments to an empty kitchen
There's only a beast left in me
Just a piece of shit within, can't rest in peace
Wrong decisions, too much weight to live with
Hate the way the system do this sickfit, no one left to listen
Futuristic punchlines, can't trace 'em with ballistics
Even trying to do so, would be masochistic
Mausoleum, live there with all my victims
Dwell in Medellín for some time just to hit some bitches
But now it's no calls in the cellular phone
No one hittin me up in the DM's, sharing no smoke my nigga
I got stuck in the Sheol, sold my soul
The price: for Satan to be my friend and make me whole
[Hook]
No time to waste
And now Hell's my place
Trynna take me away from it, assassination summit
Summoning demons to share my haze
[Verse 2]
Rehearsing with you motherfuckers so when I meet my fate
I'll know what to do if I reincarnate, but shit I'm late
Needed to stop acting awkward, stop moving backwards
Intern myself in a psychiatric ward and kill the doctor
Use his blood to invoke my old friend and
Be burnt in flames and then reborn with a happy ending
That's all I've ever wanted
To not have anyone to remember me so I can't even be forgotten
[Verse 3]
But your stupid asses couldn't get it, right?
You had to stick with me to have me suffering every night
I no longer care, tonight we dine in a hellish paradise
Red skin, undead kin, met death but still alive
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse want me with them
To be the fifth and bring conquest, war, famine and death
On humanity, this twisted reality brought me here
The keys hit the notepad as fast as hell on earth reveals
[Hook]
[Part 2: Source]
[Intro]
For six months I couldn't sleep. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...
[Verse]
I'm the one you niggas know as Coca Cola Holder
Motorola stolen in a rollercoaster, odor of a not sober joker
Three aces in Poker, your average smoker
Broker than a street dwelling motherfucker
Doper than recent technologic advances
Imma show you what the definition of a trance is
A half conscious state, in which you may not act voluntarily
Terribly, therapy's not enough, towards the death of me with celerity
Apparently, I'm not dead till the end of the planet
Mentally damaged, fuck, I might just eventually vanish
Let me dream endlessly or let me die indefinetely
And if you gonna keep my alive, let me have a Coca Cola regularly
Huh, that's the only thing this nigga asking for
Eternal disappearance or Coca Cola Holding infinitely
[Outro]
I can only stand with a Coca Cola in my hand
I can only stand with a Coca Cola in my hand
[Part 3: Lost And Found]
[Intro]
Psychologists say fewer than three days on a room like this can lead to brain damage
You're left in here with your thoughts, that's it
The mind is a good thing to lose every once in a while
Alright, let's take a peak
Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...
Ey, ey, ey, ey
[Verse 1: Torné]
My head heavy, the ghouls are crawling around my house
To the abyss, never could stop myself from falling down
Satan is waiting for me in the chambers of Hell
Trynna end it, but I just might take out my neighbors as well
Huh, I've been thinking 'bout doing no more favors again
But then there are layers of pain and devilish rains
Proud V.I.P. member of the forsaken kingdom
Ouija boards, my real birthing form, mama became a victim
Become friends with you, gaze at you then reap your soul
High speed, hazy mind, the blunt has just been rolled
Smoking hash, put my persona on control
Stuck in a tar pit, lungs becoming blacker than coal
Cthulhu, I'll meet you back in honolulu
Hitting the skins of Juno, you know, after slangin crack for moola
Objective is to sink humanity in sins for the rest of time
We demons doing well, look around, there is no doubt, we doing fine
Did you think your so called "God" could save you from this?
Yahveh is a faggot ass bitch, motherfucker never did shit
Is He still alive at least? Been needing a miracle
I think He died at last, He saw himself in the mirror
Hey, what's up, haven't seen You in some time
"Yeah whatever, start murdering people and hand me the mic"
[Verse 2: Satornás]
Assassinating angels with rhymes, profaning sacred grounds
Satan will perform any plan to see the heaven falling down
Even the fucking tempo agrees with me
Violence against your realm, you will have to beg me for forgiveness
[Part 4: Strange Experiences]
The long hours without stimulation are creating some very strange experiences
Even in a scene surrounded by people it's possible to feel lonely
When left alone with a negative stimulus people will go ahead and re-experience it, just because it's something to do
[Part 5: Put To Rest]
[Verse 1]
Falling straight into the void a disautonomous boy
No ladder to climb, going down is the only choice
Damn I'm annoyed, life slowly getting destroyed
Thoughts hit like asteroids, got a nigga feeling paranoid
No one's around me, just niggas above me
They up there laughing at the condition of me being lonely
I don't flex, got nothing to brag about
Fucking River Styx marking my destiny route
Nicotine abuser, your usual drug user
Trying to get the achievement for self life removal
I'm SUPERHOT nigga, bout to go to Hell, make the shit lit
So get the fuck out of here with your shit, nigga
[Hook]
Actin fine but that's just the front face (ey)
I don't need no motherfuckers in my way (ey)
This better get straight into your brain (ey)
When I die, exterminate my DNA (ey)
[Verse 2]
Got a drinking problem, one way to solve it
Die in the claws of a satanic motherfucker
He's in the mirror, a beast exhibited
Getting no reflexion, so for life I got no interest
Skipping classes for hitting asses, missing assets
Hidden stashes, find 'em and fill 'em with my ashes
Homies askin how the shit's going, bad as fuck
Well I spend the days alone, smoking, so you should know
A nigga ain't growing, time ain't slowing
Bunch of shit happens but I ain't up for the shitshowing
Motherfucker, guess what, I want to die
Suicide the path a nigga wanna take tonight
[Hook]
Satan the true God that should be prayed to
Death and hell are the only things that a nigga relate to
Lamenting now but back then you should've known
Buried or made dust, that's how the end of the story's done
Death, the only thing this nigga looking for, yes
Obsessed with it, so these days I've been living less
Depressed, ever since I started my self killing quest
Possessed by the fucking lyric monster on my chest
I ain't up for no positivity bulshit
Past traumas molded me into the opposite of a pulpit
They always told me, I should've known better
Tragedies put me into this so called bad weather
Mama nagged me for reading the Satanic Bible
A nigga gotta stand up for his most beloved idols
Gotta learn everything from my ancestors
So I can work out a way to become a dark specter
Need to get these wings of mine working
Weed tries to simulate it but greed got me lurking
My feet turned into hoofs a week ago
My skull grew a pair of horns last time that I was alone
[Hook]
[Outro]
Deactivate
[Intro]
You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
In the dark room people will be hallucinating because there's absolutely nothing to focus attention on. Now in the absence in of information, the human brain carries on working and processing information, even if there's no information to process, and after a while it starts creating that information itself
[Verse 1]
Here I sit, depressed in the lair again
Past mistakes led me to extreme loneliness
Repulsive, how these niggas always ditching
Cooking bars to serve with condiments to an empty kitchen
There's only a beast left in me
Just a piece of shit within, can't rest in peace
Wrong decisions, too much weight to live with
Hate the way the system do this sickfit, no one left to listen
Futuristic punchlines, can't trace 'em with ballistics
Even trying to do so, would be masochistic
Mausoleum, live there with all my victims
Dwell in Medellín for some time just to hit some bitches
But now it's no calls in the cellular phone
No one hittin me up in the DM's, sharing no smoke my nigga
I got stuck in the Sheol, sold my soul
The price: for Satan to be my friend and make me whole
[Hook]
No time to waste
And now Hell's my place
Trynna take me away from it, assassination summit
Summoning demons to share my haze
[Verse 2]
Rehearsing with you motherfuckers so when I meet my fate
I'll know what to do if I reincarnate, but shit I'm late
Needed to stop acting awkward, stop moving backwards
Intern myself in a psychiatric ward and kill the doctor
Use his blood to invoke my old friend and
Be burnt in flames and then reborn with a happy ending
That's all I've ever wanted
To not have anyone to remember me so I can't even be forgotten
[Verse 3]
But your stupid asses couldn't get it, right?
You had to stick with me to have me suffering every night
I no longer care, tonight we dine in a hellish paradise
Red skin, undead kin, met death but still alive
The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse want me with them
To be the fifth and bring conquest, war, famine and death
On humanity, this twisted reality brought me here
The keys hit the notepad as fast as hell on earth reveals
[Hook]
[Part 2: Source]
[Intro]
For six months I couldn't sleep. With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...
[Verse]
I'm the one you niggas know as Coca Cola Holder
Motorola stolen in a rollercoaster, odor of a not sober joker
Three aces in Poker, your average smoker
Broker than a street dwelling motherfucker
Doper than recent technologic advances
Imma show you what the definition of a trance is
A half conscious state, in which you may not act voluntarily
Terribly, therapy's not enough, towards the death of me with celerity
Apparently, I'm not dead till the end of the planet
Mentally damaged, fuck, I might just eventually vanish
Let me dream endlessly or let me die indefinetely
And if you gonna keep my alive, let me have a Coca Cola regularly
Huh, that's the only thing this nigga asking for
Eternal disappearance or Coca Cola Holding infinitely
[Outro]
I can only stand with a Coca Cola in my hand
I can only stand with a Coca Cola in my hand
[Part 3: Lost And Found]
[Intro]
Psychologists say fewer than three days on a room like this can lead to brain damage
You're left in here with your thoughts, that's it
The mind is a good thing to lose every once in a while
Alright, let's take a peak
Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...
Ey, ey, ey, ey
[Verse 1: Torné]
My head heavy, the ghouls are crawling around my house
To the abyss, never could stop myself from falling down
Satan is waiting for me in the chambers of Hell
Trynna end it, but I just might take out my neighbors as well
Huh, I've been thinking 'bout doing no more favors again
But then there are layers of pain and devilish rains
Proud V.I.P. member of the forsaken kingdom
Ouija boards, my real birthing form, mama became a victim
Become friends with you, gaze at you then reap your soul
High speed, hazy mind, the blunt has just been rolled
Smoking hash, put my persona on control
Stuck in a tar pit, lungs becoming blacker than coal
Cthulhu, I'll meet you back in honolulu
Hitting the skins of Juno, you know, after slangin crack for moola
Objective is to sink humanity in sins for the rest of time
We demons doing well, look around, there is no doubt, we doing fine
Did you think your so called "God" could save you from this?
Yahveh is a faggot ass bitch, motherfucker never did shit
Is He still alive at least? Been needing a miracle
I think He died at last, He saw himself in the mirror
Hey, what's up, haven't seen You in some time
"Yeah whatever, start murdering people and hand me the mic"
[Verse 2: Satornás]
Assassinating angels with rhymes, profaning sacred grounds
Satan will perform any plan to see the heaven falling down
Even the fucking tempo agrees with me
Violence against your realm, you will have to beg me for forgiveness
[Part 4: Strange Experiences]
The long hours without stimulation are creating some very strange experiences
Even in a scene surrounded by people it's possible to feel lonely
When left alone with a negative stimulus people will go ahead and re-experience it, just because it's something to do
[Part 5: Put To Rest]
[Verse 1]
Falling straight into the void a disautonomous boy
No ladder to climb, going down is the only choice
Damn I'm annoyed, life slowly getting destroyed
Thoughts hit like asteroids, got a nigga feeling paranoid
No one's around me, just niggas above me
They up there laughing at the condition of me being lonely
I don't flex, got nothing to brag about
Fucking River Styx marking my destiny route
Nicotine abuser, your usual drug user
Trying to get the achievement for self life removal
I'm SUPERHOT nigga, bout to go to Hell, make the shit lit
So get the fuck out of here with your shit, nigga
[Hook]
Actin fine but that's just the front face (ey)
I don't need no motherfuckers in my way (ey)
This better get straight into your brain (ey)
When I die, exterminate my DNA (ey)
[Verse 2]
Got a drinking problem, one way to solve it
Die in the claws of a satanic motherfucker
He's in the mirror, a beast exhibited
Getting no reflexion, so for life I got no interest
Skipping classes for hitting asses, missing assets
Hidden stashes, find 'em and fill 'em with my ashes
Homies askin how the shit's going, bad as fuck
Well I spend the days alone, smoking, so you should know
A nigga ain't growing, time ain't slowing
Bunch of shit happens but I ain't up for the shitshowing
Motherfucker, guess what, I want to die
Suicide the path a nigga wanna take tonight
[Hook]
Satan the true God that should be prayed to
Death and hell are the only things that a nigga relate to
Lamenting now but back then you should've known
Buried or made dust, that's how the end of the story's done
Death, the only thing this nigga looking for, yes
Obsessed with it, so these days I've been living less
Depressed, ever since I started my self killing quest
Possessed by the fucking lyric monster on my chest
I ain't up for no positivity bulshit
Past traumas molded me into the opposite of a pulpit
They always told me, I should've known better
Tragedies put me into this so called bad weather
Mama nagged me for reading the Satanic Bible
A nigga gotta stand up for his most beloved idols
Gotta learn everything from my ancestors
So I can work out a way to become a dark specter
Need to get these wings of mine working
Weed tries to simulate it but greed got me lurking
My feet turned into hoofs a week ago
My skull grew a pair of horns last time that I was alone
[Hook]
[Outro]
Deactivate