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BEDWETTER DEMOS by ​bedwetter

Performed by
​bedwetter
Produced by
Shawn Kemp
Writed by
Lil Ugly Mane

BEDWETTER DEMOS Lyrics

[Track 1: Haze of Interference]

What's underneath? I think I'm on the way out
Take my pulse, spit directly in my mouth
Count the cracks that's in the pavement in a bathroom in a basement
I'm probably just a devil's form of laughs and entertainment
Save your moral panic for the preacher or the president
Or any of the other shit you babies think is relevant
Drifting, floating up the stream, eyes are just a sucker's screen
The Earth and how I see it are the rocks that I've been crushed between
Foggy little planet whеre your groping hands to touch a scream
Greener on thе other side, how about nothing's green?
Bashful baby boy, so distracted by my toys
Rode a tractor from Wyoming to Chicago, Illinois
On a carpet of the 50 states, part of me disintegrates
The only thing I'm left with is the part I can't articulate
You never thought about you only
You never had to worry about which part of you to show me
You're just as stupid as you've always been
Treat your stupid little problems like a molecule of oxygen
You're never getting better, you're addicted to the madness
You treat it like a muse, are you happy now, Travis?
I could go inside a window and disappear
Just observe, just overhear
If I was glass, I'd revert back to sand
Scattered through the sea, I could pass through your hands
None of this could happen, nothing will happen
The things that I believe could never, ever happen
I'm standing by a microphone, I'm yelling at a wall
Pick a thousand names, you're still nobody at all

[Track 2: Unknown]

I really thought today would be the start of something different
Twisted thoughts of how I'm living that evaporate the minutes
While I masturbate my illness in an incoherent stillness
Confused if I need help or if insanity is brilliance

I really thought today I had a chance to just escape it
Or erase it or at least subdue compulsions where I chase it
Hold my breath beneath the poison eyes open up
And face it, analyze interpretations while my life corrupts adjacent

The homie told me that this can't go on no longer
This is something I can conquer if I had someone to talk to
Someone who could study all my particles of sadness
How I'm flirting with the un-return from suffocating madness

Sniffing through my illnesses with academic lenses
Exploring my detachment, my delusions are relentless
Now I'm back out at the entrance with the same shit same brain
Came to you for help and then you shut me in the rain

I really thought today someone would recognize my courage
As I handed over power just to reconcile my urges
That I needed something urgent. I was eager just to learn it
I just wanna be a person, Lord I'm weary of this burden

[Track 3: Man Wearing a Helmet]

[Verse 1]
Crouched down by the tree at his neighbors
He liked the way the bark ripped off like paper
He pretended he was Superman, eyes had lasers
Every step he took turned earth into craters
Little brown jacket, Lee jeans with a cuff
Bowl cut, blue and yellow mismatched Chucks
He's a sitting duck, didn't hear the car pull up
Thought his arm broke when they shoved him in the trunk

[Verse 2]
Brake light, night light, choking on his tear snot
"Fear not" summarize the voice within an earshot
Muffled through the seats, stale smoke
He can hear Scott-Heron singing "Home Is Where the Hatred Is"
Home is where they took him from and he don't know who's taken him
Puffy eyes, pissed pants, sore throat, scream like a whisper
Fists beat the backseat every time he whimpers
He can see his own breath, it's the middle of the winter
X-Men hologram card that was in his coat
A single source of hope as they speedin' up the road
He traded comics for it, he got a sleeve for its protection
He's just glad he got it with him, it's his one possession
He miss his mom's affection
He miss the dinosaur blanket on the bed that he slept in
Miss throwing sticks so the dog would go fetch 'em
Missed makin' forts in the woods with his best friend

[Verse 3]
Car stops, door slams
Wonders who he is, he just doesn't understand
Chafed legs, denim tears, piss, vomit
Wishing he could change into his blue pajamas
Superman logo with a cape on it
Then maybe he'd escape into space like a comet
He hears an engine's sputter, fatigued from the travel
He listens as footsteps grind in the gravel
Maybe he can leave if he promise not to tattle
The trunk wasn't Eden but he knew he was the apple
Streetlights flooded as the trunk popped open
Hoping for a relief or a reason he was chosen
Lurking was a silhouette with unfamiliar hands
Now he's a shaking mess, carried 'cause he couldn't stand
Bluish glow of television flickers in a stairwell
Led into a lair, he got sick from how the air smells
He's with his parents in his brain, this is their hell
He felt the worry in his bones, he don't fare well
Against these monsters in this crypt, in this hidden jail
All this time passed, I'm still scared that I'm there still

[Hook]
All these fucking years I just don't remember
All this fucking time I just don't remember
Did I lose my mind? I just don't remember
Did I die, am I lying? I just don't remember
All these fucking years I just don't remember
All this fucking time I just don't remember
Did I lose my mind? I just don't remember
Did I die, am I lying? I just don't remember
All these fucking years I just don't remember
All this fucking time I just don't remember
Did I lose my mind? I just don't remember
Did I die, am I lying? I just don't remember

[Bridge]
Was there a life before the one I know now?
Was I lost and just never ever found?
Was I found and then forced to forget
Just a secret that nobody can admit?
Was there a life before the one I know now?
Was I lost and just never ever found?
Was I found and then forced to forget
Just a secret that nobody can admit?

BEDWETTER DEMOS Q&A

Who wrote BEDWETTER DEMOS's ?

BEDWETTER DEMOS was written by Lil Ugly Mane.

Who produced BEDWETTER DEMOS's ?

BEDWETTER DEMOS was produced by Shawn Kemp.

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