(Intro)

Hello Mr. Gaudet

Let’s stop and take a moment to discuss

Your diagnosis

Hmm, it appears you’re an addict, you’re depressed, your manic

And even a little schizophrenic

Please don’t take offense, but

Now is the time to panic

(Verse 1)

Now let’s step back

Before I started to rap

And look at the fact

That I was a hopeless

Romantic feeling so frantic

These insecurities caused by impurity

Thoughts that are flushing my mind

Just making me blind

From the mask I wear

Every singlе day

I gotta figure out a way

To show you

What I actually look like

A strange human bеing

With the knowledge of deceiving

When I’m wrong I look right

Every single fact is another act

Manifested and projected by my own spite

I’m smarter than a whip

But I need to get a grip

Before I start to look and trip

And then I’ll really have a fit and then I’ll need to get a kit

Of Nalaxone, Thorazine, and a self-medicated hit

(Chorus)

I live like a Ghost while being your host

While we toast and we boast

Laughing and making our jokes

Until I’m broke

And I’m homeless

Guess were done

That’s all folks

I suppose we can keep this going

For a couple more years

Exposing your fears

For the crowd to see

You’re on trial, you better believe

(Verse 2)

So you thought you were stable

Directly hooked like a cable

Until the books you read were more than just a fable

Now you are frayed and unable

To keep your thoughts from sitting in a cradle

And expanding to psychotic themes

That will make you believe

In neurotic dreams

You are nothing but make Belief

Wearing Maybelline

Drinking your self up full of booze and lean

Making yourself all rude and mean

Smoking and eating that lovely green

Causing your Psychosis

Am I’m running out of doses

It’s hopeless

The dope is making me choke

And making me broke all just from a bloody toke

Now it’s time to revoke

The thoughts in my mind

Gotta stop and rewind

Need to buy some time

Before I miss that chime

Of the bell that is telling me

WAKE UP QUINTON

BEFORE YOU DIE THIS TIME

And end up riding in an ambulance

With the lights off

Shaking from the turbulence

To the point you're dead and then you'll be

Just a Write Off

Exploring your head, extorting each thread

(Chorus)

I live like a Ghost while being your host

While we toast and we boast

Laughing and making our jokes

Until I’m broke

And I’m homeless

Guess were done

That’s all folks

I suppose we can keep this going

For a couple more years

Exposing your fears

For the crowd to see

You’re on trial, you better believe

(Verse 3)

Every single second ticking

All these people will be tripping

About a song I wrote 10 years ago

You don’t even know how it healed my flow

My mind is prepped, it’s ready to go

To expose the past of this person

Who has worsened the earth like a curse that is lurking

On a path that is hurting

And bursts at the first

Sight of a bird taking flight

Flying through the wind with all it’s might

Not even caring about it’s fright

Of the heights so far, so shallow yet deep

The nights are so dark and fucking weak

Without the light to give it

A place to seek

That is unique

With a streak that is sleek

And will make your physique

Look like a mangled freak

Comparted To the beast that peeks through his own mystique

And the words that he speaks

Formed from a technique

That will never hit its peak

With these rhymes that I constantly tweak

With a noise that squeaks

We await your critique

Am I a rare antique or am I the type

To sneak out on a bleak release

With a soft kiss on the cheek

(Chorus)

I live like a Ghost while being your host

While we toast and we boast

Laughing and making our jokes

Until I’m broke

And I’m homeless

Guess were done

That’s all folks

I suppose we can keep this going

For a couple more years

Exposing your fears

For the crowd to see

You’re on trial, you better believe