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When I’m by myself I find my mind starts drifting somewhere else,
It’s not inside this dimension, it's definitely somewhere else,
I wrestle with my thoughts,
constant wrestle with my mental health,
I’m put on life-support
I’ve been put upon the highest shelf

My whole life I’ve been fighting
This cake it don’t have icing
These mantras I’m reciting
They’re meant to keep me sane
I don’t know if they’re working
Cerebral cortex hurting
Maybe it’s all learning?

Maybe it’s cause…

Life is a lottery,
What an anomaly
Sometimes its riches
and sometimes its poverty
Sometimes your nerves have been fried by neuropathy
begging the surgeon to have a lobotomy,
honestly, I’m a speak honestly, honestly,
life is ironically fucking me chronically
I have been ill in myself and it bothers me,
License for killing myself, call me Connery

Ah, I’m a be straight with you now

I’m a go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

people die-late in the dark

Noah was late for the ark

Hmm

Noah was late for the ark

genesis rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis pain in the art

Genesis aim for the heart

Genesis


Genesis


When I’m by myself i find my mind starts drifting some where else,
its not inside this realm of though its definitely somewhere else,
Wage war upon my deamons i’ve been knocking on the gates of hell
A heretic, a heathen i’ve been screaming in this padded cell

its pain making, my pain waking, its painstakingly cold
My soul aching my bones breaking when holding onto control
Wrap yellow tape round the body shape - put the body in the bag zip close
It’s malignant, its mutating, it’s such a sight to behold

Ah ha, mh hm
let me be real for a second, mhm
tongue is a gun its a weapon, hm
reload blat, blat ,dead em
Mh hm
beast mode, armageddon


get em

let me take the wheel for a second
hit a hoop like Shaquille O’Neal with aggression
regroup with a three point steal in succession
Sswish swoop and I’m making them feel the profession

Making them feel the profession

Making them feel the profession

Time is the author, the lesson
Time is a murderous weapon
Time is a curse and a blessing

Time is confined in the eye of my mind
That reminds me that life is just slipping right by,
Take my piece of the pie
And then feed and unwind
I find freedom in rhymes
To defy my depression

I’m a be straight with you now

I’m a go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

people die-late in the dark

Noah was late for the ark

Hmm

Noah was late for the ark

genesis rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis pain in the art

Genesis aim for the heart

Genesis

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