The Thrill is Gone

(album: Subtle Meditation - 2018)

Yes lawd, knowledge, nigga, yah yah

Sometimes I get lost in the maze of my mind
Blocking my blessings and discretions, I'm holding them closely
The one and only, if you didn't, now you know it homie
I'm just a voice for the lonely
I'm just a vessel for pain
I'm just a wandering soul, my destination's still unknown
Heaven or Hell how can you tell the place you calling your home
I light the room like cellular phones where no service resides
And isolate my physical so that my spirit can rise
These pivotal times, that noise is deafening that's outside
I got a conscious full of demons, there's nowhere I can hide
I'm Jekyll and Hyde, I only show the world one side
I juggle emotions when in motion they might cause me to trip
Just fly over the Cuckoo's nest and you'll see where I exist
My humble abode, comfortable in my depressed zone
My reflex gone, I'm sitting trying to write my wrongs
Used to be easy when I reflected and wrote me a song

But the thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) uh huh, yah yah
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) uh huh, yah yah
Feel like a junkie coming down from a fix
Feel like I shot my last shot but I was off by an inch
I'm trying to turn all of my losses to immaculate wins
Just take it back to when a nigga began I just can't
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) ayy
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) ayy
Feel like a junkie coming down from a fix
Feel like I shot my last shot but I was off by an inch
I'm trying to turn all of my losses to immaculate wins
Just take it back to when a nigga began I just can't
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) yah yah
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) uh huh

My plan is not fully developed, I'm surrounded by zealots
That fold like envelopes and dosey doe and shuck and jive to get the dough
Well informed nigga, yah, I'm in the know
Children of the indigo within a globe were led ashore by police and select few
You at your own discretion
What you see is a self-saboteur still in his adolescence
Has yet to find progression like my light is incandescent
The land of the clandestine I'm not even contesting
This fate and it feels like destiny but yet so fucking distant
Speak this shit to existence, think about it, I insist it
You can hear my life story if you listen close
The things that I'm ashamed of only Jehovah knows
And even when I die my presence can be felt like the Holy Ghost
Say you got some peace of mind? Well I suggest you hold it close
Develop a tight vise-grip, and never let it go
Cause you gon' miss it when the thrill is gone (the thrill is gone)

Feel like a junkie coming down from a fix
Feel like I shot my last shot but I was off by an inch
I'm trying to turn all of my losses to immaculate wins
Just take it back to when a nigga began I just can't
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone) uh huh
The thrill is gone (the thrill is gone)
Feel like a junkie coming down from a fix
Feel like I shot my last shot but I was off by an inch
I'm trying to turn all of my losses to immaculate wins
Just take it back to when a nigga began
(the thrill is gone)