Deja Vu Lyrics – Eminem

This cold and chillingly humored take on Marshall Mathers' most recent drug antics is the 16th track on the Deluxe Edition of Relapse. Eminem takes us deep into the mindset of an addict with the type of story that can only be so painfully honest from a firsthand account.
Song Name : Deja Vu
Album / Movie : Replace
Singer : Eminem
Music Label : Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records, and Interscope Records
Cast : Eminem

DMC, we have a mid-thirties male found down, unresponsivePossible overdose, substance unknownPulse is 60 and thready, respiration’s eightHe’s intubated and we’re bagging him nowUh, BP 90 over palp, patient is cool, pale, and diaphoreticHas aspirated, uh, GSC is 3Will update en route, ETA, ten minutes
As I fall deeper into a manic stateI’m a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict traitBlood pressure climbs at a dramatic rateI seem to gravitate to the bottle of NyQuil then I salivateStart off with the NyQuil, like, “I think I’ll just have a taste”Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduateTo a harder prescription drug called Valium, like, “Yeah, that’s great”I go to just take one and I end up like having eightNow I need something in my stomach ’cause I haven’t ateMaybe I’ll grab a plate of nachos and I’ll have a steakAnd you’d think that with all I have at stakeLook at my daughter’s face“Mommy, something is wrong with dad I thinkHe’s acting weird again, he’s really beginning to scare meWon’t shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn’t hear meAnd all he does is eat Doritos and CheetosAnd he just fell asleep in his car eating 3 Musketeers in the rear seat”
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don’t knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, it’s like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I can’t and I won’t, say I try, but I know that’s a lie‘Cause I don’t and why, I just don’t know
“Maybe just a nice cold brew, what’s a beer?”That’s the devil in my ear, I’ve been sober a fuckin’ yearAnd that fucker still talks to me, he’s all I can fuckin’ hear“Marshall, come on, we’ll watch the gameIt’s the Cowboys and Buccaneers”And maybe if I just drink half, I’ll be half-buzzedFor half of the time, who’s the mastermind behind that little line?With that kind of rationale, man, I got half a mindTo have another half a glass of wine, sounds asinineYeah, I know, but I never had no problem with alcoholOuch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch, I’m ’bout to fallI miss the couch and down I go, lookin’ like a bouncy ballShit must’ve knocked me out ’cause I ain’t feel the ground at allWow, what the fuck happened last night? Where am I?Man, fuck, am I hungover, and goddamn, IGot a headache, shit, half a Vicodin, why can’t I?All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don’t knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, it’s like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I can’t and I won’t, say I try, but I know that’s a lie‘Cause I don’t and why, I just don’t know
So I take a Vicodin, splash, it hits my stomach, then, ahCouple of weeks go by, it ain’t even like I’m gettin’ highNow I need it just not to feel sick, yeah, I’m gettin’ byWouldn’t even be taking this shit if DeShaun didn’t dieOh yeah, there’s an excuse, you lose Proof so you useThere’s new rules, it’s cool if it’s helpin’ you to get throughIt’s twelve noon, ain’t no harm in self-inducin’ a snoozeWhat else is new? Fuck it, what would Elvis do in your shoes?Now here I am three months later, full-blown relapse“Just get high until the kids get home from school, homes, relax”And since I’m convinced that I’m an insomniacI need these pills to be able to sleep, so I take three napsJust to be able to function throughout the day, let’s seeThat’s an Ambien each nap, how many Valium? Three?And that will average out to about one good hour’s sleepOkay, so now ya see the reason how come heHas taken four years to just put out an album, BSee, me and you, we almost had the same outcome, Heath‘Cause that Christmas, you know the whole pneumonia thing?It was bologna, was it the methadone, ya think?Or the hydrocodone you hide inside your pornos?Your VCR tape cases, with your Ambien CRGreat places to hide ’em, ain’t it? So you can lie to HailieI’m going beddy-bye, Whitney, baby, good night, AlainaGo in the room and shut the bedroom doorAnd wake up in an ambulanceThey said they found me on the bathroom floor, damn
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don’t knowFeels like I been down this road beforeSo lonely and cold, it’s like something takes over meAs soon as I go home and close the doorKinda feels like déjà vuI wanna get away from this place, I doBut I can’t and I won’t, say I try, but I know that’s a lie‘Cause I don’t and why, I just don’t know

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *