Focus
Time
Seconds on the clock passing by
Why
Do they already move on
Space
So much more to see
Why
Do they already move on
Mountain peaks without the troughs makes the whole world flat
Slice it until there's nothing left, everyone trims the fat
Quality squandered, can't help but wonder
What life would be for us, with some
Vision
Becoming tunnel vision
Why
Do they already move on
Art
Kept inside the lines
No wonder
They already move on
Mountain peaks without the troughs makes the whole world flat
Slice it until there's nothing left, everyone trims the fat
Quality now squandered, can't help but wonder
What life would be for us, with some
Focus
Quantity
Plethoric
Dopamine
Euphoric
Now
Fading slowly like the stars
Same old buzz is lost to us
Faster now the Earth must spin
Chase the dragon
Can't
We
Win
Deep in the heart of the Earth's sub-side
Seven miles down out of sight
A hidden gem reached out to me
Too many of you refuse to see
Or even search for a better way
Than mass stimulus cacophonies
As endorphins prod you softly
You're bombarded by mediocrity
Seconds on the clock passing by
Why
Do they already move on
Space
So much more to see
Why
Do they already move on
Mountain peaks without the troughs makes the whole world flat
Slice it until there's nothing left, everyone trims the fat
Quality squandered, can't help but wonder
What life would be for us, with some
Vision
Becoming tunnel vision
Why
Do they already move on
Art
Kept inside the lines
No wonder
They already move on
Mountain peaks without the troughs makes the whole world flat
Slice it until there's nothing left, everyone trims the fat
Quality now squandered, can't help but wonder
What life would be for us, with some
Focus
Quantity
Plethoric
Dopamine
Euphoric
Now
Fading slowly like the stars
Same old buzz is lost to us
Faster now the Earth must spin
Chase the dragon
Can't
We
Win
Deep in the heart of the Earth's sub-side
Seven miles down out of sight
A hidden gem reached out to me
Too many of you refuse to see
Or even search for a better way
Than mass stimulus cacophonies
As endorphins prod you softly
You're bombarded by mediocrity
Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Carroll
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