Millenium: Kaos Theory

Published by The Infinite Loop, ASCAP
written and arranged by Millenium
From the lp Kaos Theory
© 1998 House of Abdul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Verse1:

Lately I'm hearing voices everywhere that I go

Feel's like I'm loosing it I can't take it no more
Heard my mom's speaking to me shit had me in tears
But it couldn't be true she been dead for six years
Man what's going on feels like I'm left for dead
And everybody trying to put a fucken bullet in my head
Please somebody help me lately I'm feeling weak
Last night I felt death kiss me right on my cheek
It made my body tremble and my blood turn cold
Only 17 felt like I was 80 years old
It's like I've cheated death it seems too many times
Seen it take the breath from the most
deadly minds my god it's getting closer
I tried taking a pill but stress it can't kill
So ill got me on the second page of my will
I feel as though life for me is nearing it's end
Kaos Theory got me needing more than a friend.

Chorus:x2

Sometimes do you close your eyes

And wonder if it be the last time you see blue skies
Do you ever wonder what does life really mean
Kaos Theory is this for real or a dream.

Verse2:

It seems like everytime that I walk out my room

I hear death telling me that I'm going to meet him real soon
Think about ready to die and how that album played out
Will I be a statistic or simply fade out
Son it's no way out it's like praying don't work
This shit hurt voices threatning me while I'm in church
This revelation of death taking my last breath
Got me trapped in my house always close to my tech
Vexing on my family can it be the man in me
Or am I just simply loosing my sanity
Banging my head on the wall looking for answers
Maybe cancer but damn I don't smoke
My mind is playing tricks on me when
i'm awake it's like i'm sleep
Reality done flipped the scripts on me
Sometimes even ugly ducklings look beautiful
Shit's rough when you planning out
your own funeral..And that's real.

Chorus:x2

Verse3:

I don't know why these voices got my head full of sorrow

Cause shit ain't nobody promised me tomorrow
Plus shit ain't gonna move unless I make it
My dough ain't gonna rise unless I
bake it so chances I take it
This not the first time this type of thing took place
Just in case I pray to god forbid I fall from grace
It's a catastrophe voices badger me using blasphemy naggin me
And probably won't stop until they capture me
My sanities going quickly i'm feeling sickly
These day's in many way's I feel my crew ain't even with me
Playing russian roulette with my
revolver cause death tempts me
Five in the chamber with only one empty
Like a death match with hell's  angel and no referee
This might be the death of me there's nothing left for me
No more writing is needed signed Millenium
And if I die in the struggle so be it.

Chorus:x2