Cocoon (feat. Amalia Walrond)

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Ley Speaks

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Still in my cocoon
I wonder if it's in Gods plan or do I write for the views?
And maybe if I refine my art
I'll be really good at my craft
I'm learning to leave the illusions
The instant gratification
Bathing in likes
When instead I need to shower my body with positive vibes
Energy and not pride
With the same energy I give to the outside
Inside there is light
Where the seed has been planted and not buried
Awakenings for your eyes, all 3
Intrinsically
I speak peace, love and alchemy
(Following a period of hibernation
A streak of light has burst through the cracks of the cocoon
The process of Metamorphosis is nearing completion...)
Finally breaking outta my shell
10 Years ago I was breaking up with Michelle
Probably the reason I started chasing for girls
Tell me the reason all my relationships failed
Gradually weaving myself in my own cocoon
The mandem were baffled
My siblings too!
Please don't cry sis
When I was suffering from an identity crisis
I was avoiding the people I wanted closer
But still found the nerve to say "I want closure"
I'm not looking for sympathy
I'm just tryna understand my roots
Because where you see a family tree
I see people who branch out and leave
I am the flower and the gardener
The artwork and the artist
The lion cub and the caterpillar, clawing out of this shell
I became a social butterfly
The Jekyll to my Hyde, they don't know I hide the other guy
See I'm way too emotional to go on like a thug
But way too solid to be asking for a hug
So how do I approach a desire to be touched?
When that seems to coincide with my fear to be loved?
Filled with regret every time that I fall
But failing hurts less than not trying at all
That 'what if' feeling is so powerful
Which is why I'm extra careful every time that I talk
Speaking from the bottom of my heart never comes easy
But maybe they will listen if I put it in my EP?
Nomadic Libaax once told me
'They wait on my words because of the weight of my words'
Believe me
I don't lie but if the truth hurts then call me Pinocchio
Cause I was so desperate to be real
Still, mastering the art of only speaking
When my words are more valuable than being mute
Still, relearning to stop speaking over people
Isn't it funny how silence speaks volumes?
And empty barrels make the most noise?
I have, 2 ears and one mouth, that's to listen more than Ley Speaks
I once asked a wise person a question and got nothing...
I guess saying nothing is better than saying anything
There was a time I'd rather say something below the belt than waistlines...
I just wanted that satisfactory feeling of finishing a piece
Knowing it was loaded with heat
Then hope they tell me I'm cold
"Why don't you make your art official?
You're named Gabriel, cause you're not artificial
I love the transparency, brother your heart is crystal"
I just play it humble, I'm tryna master rituals
Focused on the internal
Ascending from my cocoon
But as much as I'd like to dissociate from the external
It is virtually impossible not to conform to society
When my name is so easily discoverable on banking
Education and personal data systems
Plus you can find me on the web
Embedded to my socials
But avoiding phonecalls
I guess sometimes I just don't wanna be social
When I was locked away in my cocoon
This pen was my rehabilitation
I know you hear me through these bars
I just hope you read between the lines...
I just hope you read between the lines

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