Extraordinary
Bordering on sorta scary like a mortuary
So the course of any shift goes
Transitional steps are tip-toed
Crept towards ever so slow
It's important that we stick to the logic
Is the constant reminder that we make sure to bury
Stored permanently, so we're forced to carry it through
Everything new we get exposed to
Thus, effectively, we readily ignore the very basis of imagination
Chainin', makin' mental liberation parallel with impossible
Obstacles created by our own refusal to acknowledge any loopholes
When you hold truth as somethin' wholly irrefutable
You close off the passages one travels in awakenment
Doze off you might as well
I'm Yoda, so makin' sense you know I am
But why is it I only hope I can live by the words that I just wrote
God damn
Searchin' for something
Is what everyone says
They're spendin' their life on
It seems to me
Purpose is one thing
On everyone's conquest
Not one single find yet
But I guess we need to seek
There is no try
Do
Or do not
(At the, at the) at the dawn of every new day
I have the chance to spawn into a new me
And feed the sparks born from wires shorting in the Kool-Aid
Probably missed it, and it's obviously too late
This train of thought seldom stops, always moving
When I'm horizontal my sentience is all in my head
Whether bed or ground, layin' down isn't relaxin', instead
I'm at my most alert when I'm supposed to turn the lights off upstairs
At least we knew that life was unfair from the jump
No surprises when it goes awry, just close your eyes
And hope to find a golden lining somewhere hiding
Closer by than it seems
Had a rude awakening but I kept dreaming
So much so that I couldn't fit it all in a 16
It isn't deep, just real, cuz shallow is fake
Some people make a big deal
Cuz they don't know how to escape
They ask me how do I do it
I attempt to explain
I'm not sure who I am, but I never act out who I ain't
And my hypothesis is that's gotta get me to a spot
Where it's obvious by process of elimination who the fuck I am
Wanna know the difference between they and me
Only that I own that I'm different
And I have never been afraid to be
Searchin' for something
Is what everyone says
They're spendin' their life on
It seems to me
Purpose is one thing
On everyone's conquest
Not one single find yet
But I guess we need to seek
This messy head is a blessing and it's a curse
But currently the second's more evident than the first
That's certainly represented in every verse I have ever penned
Whether intended or not, my words work a common theme
How it's hard to be this melancholy me
Intertwined with some wise lines that are partially optimistic
Cuz positivity is what I want to gift this world with
I just get caught in whirlwinds and often miss it myself
Wish I always listened to what I felt
They say that time tells, and all you can do is try
Well I'm trying
Try'na be better than I been historically
Try'na break out of the box
And not allow my old lifestyle to corner me
I cordially invite you to bear witness
Why else would I spin this narrative as a lyricist
I spend my time either in my head or askin' where is it
I pen these lines to find it, press rewind, and then there it is