Juhst Goh - Pensive Lyrics

Images of this frivolous life
Slipping through my vision
It's nice
It's either fire or ice
And I'm cooling
Water
Fluid movements
Propel me to where I wanna
Be pursuing
Immaterial happenings
Dreams
Or so they call them on the scene
Or could it be my destiny
Personified mortality
They mad at me
It seems
They blowing whistles
And they
Pulling strings
Yet still nothing is happening
No bada boom
Or bada bing
Can't chastise me
To try would bring on insanity
Calamity
Combined with a lot of maddening
Reactions
To my apathy
It happens
Results of being
Pragmatically inclined
If it's not malleable
It's not defined
I pity the fool
With a fickle mind
Or am I envious of simple times
Was it better when I was blind
I'm
Unsure at the moment when asked
So
With no notion to brag
I just kick back and laugh out loud

And it happens like this
When I'm freeing my mind
Always let it Juhst Goh now
Yea it happens like this
When I'm freeing my mind
Always let it Juhst Goh now
Tends to happens like this
When I'm freeing my mind
Always let it Juhst Goh now
Kind of happens like this
When I'm freeing my mind
Always let it Juhst Goh now

Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now yea yea yea
Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now
Go now yea yea yea