Shara Lin - Soule (feat. Bola & Ominous Sonata) Lyrics

Yo it's hard to love an artist
Narcissistic beauty divided and parted into
Swells and Swings of catharsis
Or maps of oceans uncharted
Farthest and largest worlds apart
It doesn't make sense tryin' to put up a fence around this nonsense
When all we really want is these 2 cents to be a dollar
But we can sit on stacks and never prosper
No never prosper
'Cause like atoms we create and expel
Or like magnets attract and repel
Synonymous heaven and hell
No common ground to dwell
No common wave to swell
Venus retrograde got me ready to bail
Thinking Undina might collide and unveil to my eyes
To see the lunar cycles
Let her run my miles
So I can't reconcile this coma
Drank the juice of the soma
Tasted the god's ambrosia
I let my id take over but it's time to close
Yea it's time to close her and open the knowledge of self
Said I'm open to the knowledge of self

So I'm living it how I see it who am I seeking?
Myself is the only one I can and can't be with but believe in
If I go on this loop then I'm stuck dreaming
Waking Life man I must be deep in
If love ain't the reason I gotta to keep bein'
Negative spirals, I got to keep breathin'
I got to keep seeing
Not question myself
But ask myself questions
Stop counting my sheep and start counting my blessings
'Cause even though I want you I can't keep guessing
I gotta find my peace of mind or I'll be stuck messing
Up or around but I'd rather be besting at the studio
My legacy sews itself in ratios of gold
The symmetry of line meets truth and growth
And only here will I find my own
'Cause if I keep hurting me, love is unknown
And 4eva n a day I'll be alone
So when my time comes
The beauty will be shown
The space in this sentence will combed
Scanned for knowledge of self
Said I'm open to the knowledge of self
Said she open to the knowledge of self
Said he open to knowledge of self

Knowledge of self keep it tight like every song is a kite
I keep it on a string in a cave chippin' words like stalagmites
Tryin' to taste all the world like the tongue
But at times you know the teeth they bite
So here is I
Black is life
Any matter even though I know I'm giving off those artist vibes
And I know it's hard to tell this truth now mostly lies
Keep your 3 eyes on who is I and please
Don't worry 'bout the odds dog
Their fire arms are too short to box with god
Yea I know this renaissance and it's taking way too long
Hold strong, I got the poems in my bones like a winter storm

Yes I swear we got some soul, underground so deep so low
Spittin' introspective disconnected from the status quo