In the end, ima pick ideals that feel right
Live anywhere but real life
Took a couple dull cuts but couldn't bear to steel knife
Listen
Took a step in the wrong direction
But don't stress it because recollection will reveal the light
As long as I'm asking questions
Its y's to every x in sight
Or educated guesses never meant to be selected
My progressions red lighted
I need new methods to capture the essence of all these false pretenses
But nothing is definite so fuck putting up a fight
You can't spoon feed the truth to people uneager to take a bite
Tough pill to swallow
Spill ink, fill blanks till i feel hollow
Page blackened with bile
With every statement im moving like evolution through generations
In lieu of the newest constraints im choosing to change
Move states, breath bated i await the coming days
Cut to the chase, i know i owe more than just payment
Thats just payment
Allocate change proper, mayhem may be stoppable
Meditate in negative space
Came to my senses and made my thoughts demonstrable
God made me possible
Where the fuck is the effect when every cause is in my arsenal
I'm starving for a piece of that cold hard to be martyred
I'm cutting it off im cutting it off,
Love from a distance
Faults appear up close so raw in the visage
The cause so broad had to back up to see the whole picture
Knowledge of particulars will only get you so far
You need to think bigger
Whats the source of the fundamental?
Cut deep enough to see vessels
Still nothing special
I'm tryna find the mean
I lie on the extreme of pleasure
Need a lens more convex to see forms amongst deception
Those who take credit are indebted to who first said it
Cold start the engine
Hope nothin is lost in the wreckage
Eventually ill have to send the message of confession
All those nights that i lie in bed and let the pen hit the loose leaf
Wouldnt lose sleep but in the end i met a new me
False deduction led me to believe it was the best kept secret remedy
I know no excess is worth my energy
But i dont live what i think
Enslaved, left to vegetate in my appetitive element
Too many references might be on the nose
But im getting em off my chest and shit
Misrepresented by every sentence
I'm worth less than a cent to mint so dont expect any lessons
But ill stay heavy headed till the day that im put to rest
Id prefer for my corpse to be hydrodipped in the cement next to the fence i never leapt
To this day im hexed to remain less
Gotta change ways before i face death
Waves resonate at the sacral
I exist halfway the space between my waist and my head