I'm fucking sick and tired of my own thoughts
Swervin' around like they got no tires on their Rover
Nervously I was hoping I could stop em with a road block
But they be unimpressed getting around it and then show off - over
If this was a video game I d be smashing my controller
And then glue it back together so I can finally go on
Yeah that's what life is like when you be stuck in a boss fight
Two seasons pass by and then it s fucking October
And as I am growing older
I m finding out the smell of life has a different odor
Than I thought it would have
First It was sugar sweet
But then it had a horrible breath
In love with the past
Caught up with the past
Don t fuck with the past
Fuck with the here & now
Come hear me now
If only I d listen I d know I'm free to go
Fuck the framework if this shit is not conceivable
Fuck better times if they are not foreseeable
Fooled by my own thoughts
Cant get around
Can't get me out
Feel I'm on the
Lose If they are around
Devil runs me down
Angel doesn't make a sound no
My mind is like a maze I cannot get out of
Running running running could you knock me out and
Show me how to change perspective like follow the sound and
It will lead directly to the stairway of a tower
You're now trapped in, fact is
Bird's eye view is a curse my dude
If you can see everything but cannot reverse the rules huh
It's unbelievable half of what I think it not reasonable
And half of what I do I is not even that new
So why am wondering bout the situation it s leading to,
I feel the bruise
Crooked ways of my brain
Bit insane bit too late to get it straight
But if there's a way it s probably
Fuck with the here & now
Come hear me now
If only I d listen I d know I'm free to go
Fuck the framework if this shit is not conceivable
Fuck better times if they are not foreseeable