| I feel numb, is this real? |
| I feel numb, I can’t feel shit, shit, shit, uh |
| Lost all my self control, drifting off a lot, ayy |
| Pieces of my fucking soul, had to switch them up, ayy |
| Leave me on my fucking own, myself’s all I’ve got, ayy |
| Drag me to that place you call hell, yeah, I ain’t forgot it |
| Keep all the faith in the fast track |
| Yeah, I still move like a mad man |
| Fuck it, I’m still in my damn bag |
| Numb’s just how I feel |
| The motions just keeping me abstract |
| Pissed off at all of my flashbacks |
| Can’t change the fact that I’m down bad |
| Numb’s just how I feel |
| I feel numb, is this real? |
| I feel numb, I can’t feel shit, shit, shit, uh |
| Lost all my self control, drifting off a lot, ayy |
| Pieces of my fucking soul, had to switch them up, ayy |
| Leave me on my fucking own, myself’s all I’ve got, ayy |
| Drag me to that place you call hell, yeah, I ain’t forgot it |
| Real? |
| I’ve been 'round the world from my hurt, now nothing feels real |
| Now we back to work, it’s my turn, about to fuck it up for real |
| I ain’t fucking with nobody, fam, nothing feels real |
| «Pussy pussy pull up that boy, wheel up, wheel! » |