Scarabs
I feel the scarabs
Commitment
What is your opinion?
What if its different?
Conflicted
Can someone sit in?
I've reached the limit
Too much consistent
We are right next to each other but oh so distant
Broke but won't fix it
Awoke to something different
The rope is burning blisters
Suppose it was my jitters
Head in clouds and my hearts in a twister
Mister mister? please, man this beard is simply whiskers
No I'm not lion, only kitten
Stuck in submission
Stop comparing to another there's no competition
Working fine? then I'll try to fix it
Catch this stupid little fox in his search for a vixen
Lips are always moving, that's why you never listen
The proof is in the soothing, that's why I never missed it
The truth is less confusing, that's why I'm here admitting
Subdued my bad decisions, that's why I'm here submitting
Am I the same person when I'm by myself?
Or do I act a little different around someone else?
It's hard to tell, chasing tail, no wind in sails
As she inhales, the promise fails
YM choice is insignificant and veiled
Looking pale, the sun impales, 23 and still I'm frail
This cloud I call heaven keeps on throwing all it's hail
Tall tale spins - I'll begin
To realize the scarabs crawling underneath my skin
A walking talking sin, mostly made of oxygen
Yet I smoke too much to quit, better pack that bowl again
Holy smokes Inadequate, Completely out of it
Better leave me out of it, junky just about to binge
-on life, let me go - let me live
I feel the scarabs
Commitment
What is your opinion?
What if its different?
Conflicted
Can someone sit in?
I've reached the limit
Too much consistent
We are right next to each other but oh so distant
Broke but won't fix it
Awoke to something different
The rope is burning blisters
Suppose it was my jitters
Head in clouds and my hearts in a twister
Mister mister? please, man this beard is simply whiskers
No I'm not lion, only kitten
Stuck in submission
Stop comparing to another there's no competition
Working fine? then I'll try to fix it
Catch this stupid little fox in his search for a vixen
Lips are always moving, that's why you never listen
The proof is in the soothing, that's why I never missed it
The truth is less confusing, that's why I'm here admitting
Subdued my bad decisions, that's why I'm here submitting
Am I the same person when I'm by myself?
Or do I act a little different around someone else?
It's hard to tell, chasing tail, no wind in sails
As she inhales, the promise fails
YM choice is insignificant and veiled
Looking pale, the sun impales, 23 and still I'm frail
This cloud I call heaven keeps on throwing all it's hail
Tall tale spins - I'll begin
To realize the scarabs crawling underneath my skin
A walking talking sin, mostly made of oxygen
Yet I smoke too much to quit, better pack that bowl again
Holy smokes Inadequate, Completely out of it
Better leave me out of it, junky just about to binge
-on life, let me go - let me live
I feel the scarabs
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Writer(s): Pablo Cuesta
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