<lyrics>

focused on what's ahead
won't give all good impressions
told them i'm infested with
in depth reception
what is given what's intended
the position of investment
it has risen above restin
it is not what it's supposed to be
a guess to what i loathe and breathe
the purpose of my simple being
reproduce these rhythmic meanings
it ain't really what it seems
sick of this predictable impeding doom
meanwhile i jsut sit here in my room
makin songs i cant release
without having a type of internal deep
thought about how it may not be what they wanna hear
but since i know i am the truest
i know i just gotta keep

movin to assume my position in this illusion
they don't want the truth it'll mess with perspective
it ain't what's invented in their heads
with damaged hands
they can't imagine the bad in the good
but the great in the worst
degraded with they had rehearsed
break it by faking their words
make it by makin it worse
make it make it make it make it
ain't the safest place to face it
facin my problems
came here from the bottom
take it takin tickin time
trip on motto
and follow
sip from a bottle
of sorrow
and bang it's full throttle

in the darkness no lights on 
this impossible insightful song
i'm not the person you'd involve
but as people we've evolved
from the past and i laugh at the track
back with the task that i've had on my back
and i'm makin a mess that i wouldnt relapse
i plead to relax
i've had my half
arrive at my time and i don't rely
remind my mind that i know the price

why
try to be a reliable guy 
tied
my hands really behind my lies
fight
because i am my own
worst
enemy
my bet placed to leave
my body i cant fully understand relief
i am finally teached
that the control of the breathe
may take hold of my death
heart rate the speed of best
manifest
my eyes would never rest
treacherous legs kept me in the trench

spit this shit like iss nothin
hit this lick i am cussin
lift my trip i'm above it
this admits i'm triumphet
make it out the mud
say i'm loud in bud
fragrant mounts of love
ain't real shit naaah
pickin out the fucks
sayin they done put
me on
i could
have count my amounts on a douse
it ain't bout
pound for pound
in a mile
for a while
i said now
but then it turned out to be
something else
inner pulse
beats a holster
something else
in a post
they a whole star
lost in the stars like a pentagram
whilst i'm in mars i could send a gram
complain how it's far like a kid in van
i'll make my mark any minute man

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