Message Man - Palisades Lyrics

Sickest, realist, illist, drink the cool aid
Your just a blind sheep look you obeyed
Drink the cool aid, block your voice like a palisade
What they say if they found out that you disobeyed?
Sickest, realist, illist, drink the cool aid

Take a moment bow your heads and pray
Listen to my serenade, more of a renegade
To a message tailor made for songs that are overplayed

Listen to all of my accolades
Bet you can't keep it straight
I'll let you in on a secret, those are just a mirror for a man that's afraid
Turns out I preyed on the same crap that everyone spray
How you think I become a cascade
I got a lot of anger and I'm trying to handle that
It just comes out in the lines that I've spat
I fell in love with writing, expressing my feelings
Something about poetry, novelty
Clever ideas just seem so appealing
Revealing a side of me that I didn't know I was concealing
And over time through experience, failure in writing
I started to develop my own brand
A vision I saw that was so much more grand
Not what I had planned, all of it I put in gods hands

This is the part of me, look inside
And tell me what you see
I think I am very honest
But sometimes I need to hear why I didn't want to hear
But I would rather be honest with you
Crucified and put down for the truth
Then live a lie, hiding from you
Following you, living in guilt and praying you would except the truth
It's hard to share this piece of me;
I put so much of me into all of this
The songs, this writing;
Time invested, a look at my honesty to share with you
It's hard knowing you'll take me for granted
Judge me for my struggle
Turn around and rejoice in your rubble
And hide in your trouble

I write for so many reasons
Don't put a label on me, and don't act like you know me
You can't find me, there's complexity in my reasoning
And I don't think you'd understand
I want to let you know I'm sick
I am ill, a hole that I can't fill
And there's only one cure,
But death to your Ways, that man you must kill
I write to show you that I am a little messed up
And I don't have it figured out
I have a lot of doubt but I'm not backing out
I'm still learning what life's all about

Look past my iniquities, I know I don't have the best voice
I know writers with more wit
But the meaning and effort to make up for it

Heard a lot of criticism about my writing
Like The writing is kind of simple
Into that I say you're right
Do you think a big emotions come from big words or extravagant speech?
No

Sickest, realist, illist, drink the cool aid
Your just a blind sheep look you obeyed
Drink the cool aid, block your voice like a palisade
What they say if they found out that you disobeyed?
Sickest, realist, illist, drink the cool aid

I don't do this for you, I do this for God and those in need of it
I do this for me, if you can't except it, leave it be
I don't need you, what you say has no meaning to me
I have a great family beautiful son beautiful wife and a beautiful life
A beautiful promise that is so much better than anything offered in this life
Anything you have to say is just a waste of yours in my time