Black Omni-man

What do we know, if we even know What do we know, if I got a guess I guess I'll go

Ominous

Cause I hate when shit gets too close to feeling alright

That's alright, but it's not all right

Guess I'm lucky that I felt anything

Now I don't feel anything

Get feelings from these pills and things

Like sometimes I feel ecstasy

Mary Jane and Molly

While you keep from me, the one drug that I need

That's alright, it's not alright

I'm alright

All good things die

All good things feel

Ominous

Cause I hate when shit gets too close to feeling alright

I'm a mess

A broken train wreck still getting railed tonight

And I mentally feel

That I'm mentally ill

And that my mind's filled with minefields

Don't step to me, I'll slide still

And I mentally feel

That I'm mentally ill

And that my mind's filled with minefields

Don't step to me, I'll slide still

And bitch I'll black out

Was taught not to back down

Might blow your back out

Just to keep up the mask

Bitch I need cash

Fade to the black out

There's rage in the back-round

There's rage in the blacks

They don't really care about us

I never gave a fuck

Or really care to think about the way this shit fucked up

Was cool when this started feeling boiling in my blood

The way this shit been rolling got no choice but to keep it blunt

So don't ask me what's the problems, take a look around

We got bodies on the gram, bodies on the ground

Everybody on the cam, but who's looking out

Fuck your mother, big brother done broke the family down

I miss the rage

Don't ask me what's the problem, take a look around

Ominous

Don't ask me what's the problem, take a look around

I miss the rage

Don't ask me what's the problem, take a look around

Ominous

Don't ask me what's the problem, take a look around

I miss the rage

Bet you can see it on my face

I miss the rage I need the A

That anarchy in the black parade

I miss the rage