INSANITY 💥 COUNTRY LUNATIC #lunaticnation

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Country Lunatic™
Lunatic Nation™
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The world's spinnin' backwards, fam...
Same poison, new label...
And everybody out here sippin’ it like it’s salvation
Keep wonderin’ why we sick in the soul…
Let me tell you what insanity really look like

We all do the same shit, prayin’ for change
Like spin the same wheel, thinkin’ we winnin’ the game
Runnin’ in circles, callin’ it lanes
No wonder the world gone batshit insane
Insanity’s truth in a worn-out track
Keepin’ one foot forward, but the past come back
Same old sin in a brand new frame
Different faces, but the devil don’t change

I seen my uncle shoot up just to feel alive
Said the pain of sobriety cut sharper than knives
Granny kept the Bible right next to the gin
Every Sunday was a sermon, every Monday a sin
They call it tradition, but that’s just a chain
Wrapped ‘round your mind, disguised as your name
Taught not to feel, taught not to cry
Then wonder why men like me wanna die

I watched my mama break down in the kitchen
Talkin’ to ghosts, but nobody would listen
Same dead-end job, same broke stove
Same fake smile just to hold that load
Daddy left town with a six-pack prayer
Never looked back, just vanished in air
Now I’m here with a curse and a heart like coal
Tryna build heaven outta pieces of a soul

We all do the same shit, prayin’ for change
Like spin the same wheel, thinkin’ we winnin’ the game
Runnin’ in circles, callin’ it lanes
No wonder the world gone batshit insane
Insanity’s truth in a worn-out track
Keepin’ one foot forward, but the past come back
Same old sin in a brand new frame
Different faces, but the devil don’t change

I grew up where “therapy” meant gettin’ drunk
Where the word “love” got buried in the trunk
Where you either sell dope, steal, or work at the mill
And dream about leavin’, but you never will
The preacher got secrets, the mayor sellin’ meth
The sheriff wearin' armor but he scared of death
And the kids look up to a graveyard life
Tryna be legends off a gun and a knife

I tried breakin' the cycle, took steps slow
But the road to redemption got potholes
Every time I climbed, I got dragged back in
By kinfolk drownin' in original sin
Ain’t nobody wanna heal, they just wanna numb
Pop pills, pop shots, till the feelin’ gone
But I see through it now, like a cracked old pane
It ain’t pain that kill us — it’s pretendin’ it ain’t

We all do the same shit, prayin’ for change
Like spin the same wheel, thinkin’ we winnin’ the game
Runnin’ in circles, callin’ it lanes
No wonder the world gone batshit insane
Insanity’s truth in a worn-out track
Keepin’ one foot forward, but the past come back
Same old sin in a brand new frame
Different faces, but the devil don’t change

Now look at me — broke chains and broke laws
Still got trauma hidin’ under these scars
I ain’t perfect, but I damn sure learned
That you gotta let it burn if you wanna return
To the man you was ‘fore the world got cruel
Before you played the villain just to not feel the fool
Before “fuck love” became your call sign
And vengeance became the rhythm of your rhyme

I cut off folks that wore masks too long
Watched 'em crumble when I peeped what was wrong
They wasn’t changin’ — they was revealin’
Their true self hid beneath layers of stealin’
Truth is, insanity’s cozy and warm
Feels like home when you raised in the storm
But I ain’t sleepin’ in that coffin no more
I kicked the hinges off that generational door

They say insanity’s tryin’ the same damn thing
But I say it's fear that clip our wings
They scared to change, scared to heal
So they keep that wheel turnin’ like it’s real
But I’m done bleedin’ for borrowed pain
Done settlin’ for a temporary gain
I’m torchin’ that blueprint, breakin’ that chain
And dancin’ on the ashes in the midnight rain

We all do the same shit, prayin’ for change
Like spin the same wheel, thinkin’ we winnin’ the game
Runnin’ in circles, callin’ it lanes
No wonder the world gone batshit insane
Insanity’s truth in a worn-out track
Keepin’ one foot forward, but the past come back
Same old sin in a brand new frame
Different faces, but the devil don’t change

You don’t break the curse by talkin’ about it
You break the curse by bein' the first muthafucka to do it different
Even if it hurts.
Even if you stand alone.
Certified White Devil.
Country Lunatic.
We ain’t followin’ that map — we settin’ the forest on fire just to make a new path. lunatic Nation baby let's go