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It just all bubbles up like

This disgusting eruption
Try to suppress and be tough and
Then I just find myself caught up in nothing
Flop like I'm bluffing
It's just that cynical nature
The cyclical hatred
It's clichéd but I'm tired of fake shit
I try the found the out but can't look within
I see man talking bare clout
But he's just a rubbish bin
Full of sin, glasses ching
Bottom's up
Self toasting, self roasting
Too hot for the frying pan but
Too complacent I'm coasting through

Everything that I know
Disappears with the truth
But after each struggle
Oh look I grew
Oh look I flew
Straight out the fucking window
Like "oh where did I go this time?"
Doubt it in my mind

My time to shine
My shine is dark
I can't see far
I want these bars
To shine out like stars
But I'm more black dwarf
Recipes for disaster
Are my main course
I'm temporarily sedentary my attention is forced

Quickly walking I shiver and then I wait a second
Caught my eyes just a sliver and I weren't even checking
Somehow interference finds it's way I hesitate
It's the start but the past, a reinstate
'Cause yeah i've been here before
I've been,
Knocking on these same old doors
Mountains
That I chose to ignore
Mounting
'Cause I'm just creating more

But that's fine there's a line
It's alright tomorrow night or another
It don't matter it's just a factor
It's not exactor but I'm coasting
So I'm joking I'm supposing
It'll work out 'cause it always does
Oh look there I go again ah

Oh look there I go again
Meta-tangent 'cause I'm noticing
And yet I can't be focusing
I guess I'm just too caught up on loading screens

I'm loading dreams
Between throwback memes
I swear if I was to bleed
It'll come out green
So you could try your best
But you can't find me
Won't cross my mind
I'm puffin cloud nine

Jesus,
Keeps us
Holy in the heart but does he see us
I need this, the deepest
Question without an answer I swear it drives me insane
But anyway back to the bullshit

It seems like all the doors around me are locked
So I'm tryna be low-key whilst I reach for the tip top
But I don't talk too much
'Cause they be judging with their chattering
And I get begrudging when that's happening
'Cause its maddening ugh

Don't hate me 'cause you ain't me
I'm a sweet boy
But don't make me get on ma shady
I walk in my own shadow
I don't need more to avoid
If an MC thinks he's bad tho,
Floating with fishes when he get buoyed

It's horses for courses
I'm awesome
I never force it
Endorsing the raw shit
Forfeit when I'm on the mic it's raucous
You'll never ketchup with the sauce
Awkward in the hallway
'Cause I've been getting stoned all day
Could give a fuck what they all say
Cause I'm moving one way (Up)
And I'm doing ok, stuck in the bunned haze
Ideas come in abundance
Like a punch to the gut
I do this for the funsies
And to get some extra funds for munchies
Check my floor for your girlfriend's undies
I'm taking part in copious fuckries
Like you're lucky I'm not Chun Li
Top up on sundries
From the Chinese then I leave
Bogart the weed like Humphrey

Find me mediating thoughts in my bedroom
Self medicate I fall through the headroom
Don't meditate, but ruminate on the next tune
When the bass boom through the next room, I
Never underestimate the way you wanna be coming up in the game
But you be going about it the wrong way
Take it straight, navigating through the open space
Talking fate, base jumping face first
To the green turf, on the other side of the fence
That's where I leave stress behind and keep my essence
Write it away in a depressive sentence
Any guesses on whether Duke sent the message
Of course not
He's moving on, got caught up with a warlock
Who told him stop stressing, you're getting better already
yeah that mess is heavy, dead city, dry levee, but you're extraordinary



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Writer(s): Dylan Goodacre-taylor
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