Blood Cell Video (MV)

What is real?
I cannot tell
Am I locked in a blood cell?
Tense like a bow and arrow
Feel it down in my bone marrow
Some snakebit, just born to suffer
Can't let go, obsessed, compulsive
Here I Witness friction, indecision
Caught in an endless line of fiction
But if I try can I really be different?
Is my cage just waves of prediction, never ending?
Try to move, but am I fixed in this position?
Try to see, but who am I kidding?
I mean
Harlow said he could make any man he want from the roster
But we know that that ain't so
No tabula rasa
Think about your birthrights: your mind and your space
You inadvertently inherited a time and a place
Just as your blood circulates
You author information circulation?
Is that the case?
No choice to choose, can't win, can't lose
Recall the conflict of two Mews, opposing views
And at the moment of resolution
After asking each other brother, What are we doing?
Why are we feuding?
Paths to peace we could be pursuing
Saying let it be a movement, a testament
In fact it's evident,
Details of one's birth really are quite irrelevant
Hate these words for I sense they could be used as a banner
By bigots who do not care to really even understand them
These gadflies in my brain, the strain, it stays bothering
Looking at the Mews like my name was Tim Robinson
Do I even try?
Makes me wanna cry
Honestly, makes me wanna die
But I every day I cast the die
Knowing truth will outlast my confused diatribe
Stress chronic
Barely half mind feels diatonic, not of the key
From dissonance, what could set me free
Short of death or a lobotomy?
Energy I expend I'm electric
Still my course runs diametric
No track-star still jumping these hurdles
Though I know I'm running in circles
Am I real boy, or do strings hold me down?
Burn these wings you know what I found?
We may be driftwood in the sea
Tied together by strings of destiny
When tide and weather get the best of me
Feel like somebody is finessing me
Do I choose what I want, I hate, I love
Given by both below & above
From somewhere up in the skies
Somewhere disguised in my bones
Every face I could have known
What is real? I cannot tell
Am I locked in a blood cell?
Are we the sum of what came before?
Story unfolds written on my core
What then if we continue learning?
We spend dollars to predetermine
Shark fins in the water lurking
Dividends, all that they'd be serving
Cut thin, design that baby's smell
We spin around like carousels
Work in his eyes a blue pastel
Where's it end if then even blood sells?
I'm off the liquor, out my head up on this parking deck
Stance slipping after all all this beer and jameson
I'm off the liquor, out my head up on this parking deck
Did I choose to be here, what you gonna talk about next?
I'm off the liquor, out my head up on this parking deck
Only one thing ever seem to really relieve the stress