For Your Mind

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Slipstream into your minds eye
I find times the only thing that matters is the space between the finite
A sideline to the gator of a timeline
Attracted to the limelight, and climb heights
Impacted by the hindsight, in fact it hit my blindside
A few dollars short of honest in my wallet
So its a fine night or crime right
Combine rhymes with white lines
Try to be modest
But to be humble is a struggle
When your coming from the bottom
And your running from your problems
But you keep getting on it
Moving faster than a comet
And when other opponents here are dragging their feet
Yeah, I'm super sonic
Plus I aint barely been sober for weeks
Mix another gin and tonic and maybe throw on a beat
And drop some lyrics on it
Its so hypnotic, hit the chronic, hit the street
So iconic searching for that fresh meet
Im getting worried
Keep stepping in a hurry
And no where seems like home as I roam
And in my mind its a constant flurry
A myriad of juggernaut thoughts pour forth
And snort more sickening filth up off the stall floor
Thinking f*ck I should've bought more
More and more I gotta wonder what its all for
Clouds gather as I grab another pack of port royal from the corner store
I'd rather fall on my sword then fall short
I leave a short pause
give you a second to raise a pen against this war lord
Cos im not forlorn, im flourishing
Given everything im giving form to the nourishing
And while its discouraging I watch the world burn
The world turn
So sick of the wickedness on the brink of thinking murder
Every single fucking prick is still a victim to the earths turn
And when it turns on us we must learn

Each day I find a way to navigate the pain that's held inside
I must define my state of mind transcribe these lines into your mind

Just a young dumb cunt who doesn't know what he's got
Thats why I live in glass houses throwing these rocks
I'm the defective part of every gift that I give
So give it up for the kid who's throwing gifts in the bin
Get fucked up and f*ck up or f*ck up and get wasted
I don't know which came first
But both seem to be a neverending endeavour
With the podium placement
Undeniably loud when they're stomping the pavement
Chasing me forever in the happy ever never
And its better to be bigger than your demons
But they're way to clever for me, to slip free
I mind full of conflict and a heart with no transparencies
Inevitably I self prescribe remedies
My identity is never meant to be known
Because it turns friends to enemies and rips flesh from bones
If you wanna give it a go then I hope you know
How to bleed blood from stone
I feel like a drone
If home is where the heart is
then I'm destined to be alone
Merely living means I'm stepping on toes
So you know bro, no hope, fucked from the get go
Like ghettos
I settle into beds made of stinging nettle
Yes I heckle the devil with special speckles of spit
spin webs around a restless vessel
While it wrestles the tin heart it holds within

Each day I find a way to navigate the pain that's held inside
I must define my state of mind transcribe these lines into your mind

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