Similar psyches of the twisted mind kind
It's taking all I've got in me to
Untwine these vines unwind
Sit back and take a sip of fine red wine
And try to beat the test of time
With wrinkles finer than thin lines
The quest for youth always amuses me
Fall into the trap myself with
Bruises to my mind telling me
Who I'm supposed to be
And how I'm supposed to see myself
Don't need no help
I'm accepting of my flaws
And the beauty that they quell
It's a losing game
Twisted by the hands of fate
Half the population trying to make it to the pearly gates
Other half is waiting for their karma to reincarnate
And some of us just tryna make it worth it
Before it's all too late
The fear of losing life's crippling
Caught up in the absence of a soul but a
Soul is what lies within
Still drifting
Misting all the air with all her love
Yeah I can see her in the sky
But know she isn't up above
She's love
She's the power that lies within
The power that moves forces so strong
You thought you'd never smile again but then
You feel her in the air you breathe
You feel her in all that you see
You see her in all that you dream
And soon she teaches you to be
It's always contradictions that teach us the greatest lessons
Constantly complaining bet you'd be happier
If you'd count your blessings
Gratitude is the attitude of the wise
Take a pistol to your bad habits and
Hit em in the bullseye
Wide eyed and bushy
Early bird will get the worm but the
Tortoise always wins the race
You'll practice what you learn
Wager what you earn
Roll it up then burn
Always wait your turn
Don't f*ck up the rotation
Get consumed by what you're made with
Molecules turn to atoms
Just like Adam turned to Eve
But then Eve she turned on Adam
Guess it's all what you believe
I don't even see the purpose of
Planting the apple seed if you're
Gonna look at the fruit as poison
Be careful what you eat it's greed
That runs the world around us
Each man for themselves
But the only thing that's gotten us
Is living in this hell
Aw well
I guess the earth will find its
Own way to recoup and I
Doubt that by the end of it
They'll still be me and you
It's true
The loneliest become creatives of this world
So all the art that is surrounding us is
Tainted with a swirl of melancholy
Burn a CD here's a copy
You can cry to it in your bathroom
With the doors closed and the fan running
To hide your sobs of despair
Humanity running low on air
The lungs of earth are burning and
Nobody seems to f*cking care
It isn't fair
But they've always told us such is life
Split an atom into pieces come over
Let's bang it big tonight
Runaway