Pheonix

Catapult this verse right out of stream conscious
It's usually regulation when I leap freely from time's grip
A fine script transcribed to lead you on a mind trip
Rumors on vines from those that wanna see us die quick
Place us within the units of our ambitions confinement
Realize that you're a star but keep the shooting towards the skies tip
Envy's an egotistical view point of what you want that others have
I guarantee that happiness will never last if you get it
Freedom comes from self-awareness improvements
If you let it in without the fear of being judged by fellow man
Their just as confused as you are or were, whichever verb comes first
With the insert of this little Earthly mixture from the misters
That choose to not keep a duoic name sealed in concrete
The spiral of life is evident right through the pain(t), you can't miss it on the train
Headphones seal in the brain, electricity's in the veins
As we cruise through societal life's many lanes
That can easily be destroyed by life's many cranes
With wrecking balls attached to it
To snatch you fast out of gassed up version of lucidity, to burn the veil

The law of attraction states that we're forever stuck
Inevitably and time again, trying to figure what the fuck
Happened to the kind of a mind only conditioned to think for itself
All of 'em dead, majority blind and dealing with our psychological health
But fuck those people, everything they said I should have known
Every place I would have gone, and all the things I could have owned
I could have blown up, fed it to the masses
But it's hard to move when you're running through molasses
Stuck in the middle of a hell like riddle
If you don't grasp it, I got a different pair of glasses
And a handful of matches, just for days like this when I'm bored
Lyrically set a body on fire, let it burn, just so long as somebody hit record
Got a shotty and a sword, for a god moving toward any army with a tongue
Complete, by removing any mask, any task with a flask, holding fire in my lung
I'm inspiring the sun, if there wasn't any me, then there wouldn't be light yo
Four days, never will I be amazed, at the pace it was made when I did it in a typo
Hunger is vital, gotta let it exist in the blackened ice
What's wrong with a little bit of pain, when at stake is a way bigger sacrifice
I don't even want half a slice, you keep your pie, I'll stick to me
'Cause figuratively speaking, yo they choke on spice, I'm smoking weed
I keep two broken feet, considering to limit any pace that I run
In case I'm maneuvering in place, you chase, I'll erase any phase that'll come