Lucid

(альбом: Writing On The Walls - 2015)

My past is just a memory
The present just feels like a dream
The future is just full of wonder
Life is in my head I'm thinking
Passing up amphetamine
Narcolepsy ADD
And no I don't know everything
But anything is worth something
How much does it matter?
What is matter?
What's an atom?
Who the motherfuck is Adam?
In my head a constant battle
Ima throw a fucking tantrum
Smoke a blunt and then skedaddle
Paddle up the Babblebrooks
Snakes in the grass
They do not rattle

Do you hear the fucking chatter?
You should try to read a book
I don't read too much I dabble
People crooked got me baffled
Sometimes life is such a hassle
Meditating chakra channel
I don't think that you could reach me
With those mental shackles cattle

Acids good at melting structure
Tough love from it like Big Brother
Two things I like sound and color
Sound and color
Did I stutter?
I feel like emotions smother
In the void I do not suffer
Sometimes I go undercover
But there I don't feel much comfort
I'm waking in the middle
Of the night and I don't want to shut my eyes
What I see I'm calling lies
Why do I hide when I'm disguised?
You say that you don't want to live
When you look so afraid to die
You can't say you don't want to breathe
When you try so hard you cry

Do you hear the fucking chatter?
You should try to read a book
I don't read too much I dabble
People crooked got me baffled
Sometimes life is such a hassle
Meditating chakra channel
I don't think that you could reach me
With those mental shackles cattle