You couldn’t say it was never a dream 
Cause if the dream seemed real 
Then it is what is 

I don’t know 
I couldn’t give you the answer 
 miss doin it right 
miss being your dancer 


Who’s to say
Who’s to say 
Who’s to say
It’s Your craft 
Your steam 
Your sun beam 

It’s your path
Your stream
Your dream

Enjoy - Lounge Thoughtz - OrenMasterV2

Every day I play with fire 
Two dungeons deep
I’m wrapped in barbed wire 
I’m in my worst attire 
Just a balancing act
A personality ransack
A personality ransack 

Only way to keep it alive is to kill it 
Plant a new seed, soon be contaminated 
Doing something right
If you’re always being hated 
Blow it up big 
Just to watch it get deflated 
Nobody gives a fuck
What your crying ass thinks 
Nothing in this world 
Is ever going to be in sync 
10 years gone, before you get to blink 
Running through the grassland 
Or sinking in the stink 

I already heard the spiel 
Run from the wheel 
Way you conceal is unreal 
Cold as clay, cold like steel 
Personality ransack 
A psychic steal 

Only way to keep it alive is to kill it 
Plant a new seed, soon be contaminated 
Doing something right
If you’re always being hated 
Blow it up big 
Just to watch it get deflated 
Nobody gives a fuck
What your crying ass thinks 
Nothing in this world 
Is ever going to be in sync 
10 years gone, before you get to blink 
Running through the grassland 
Or sinking in the stink

Personality Ransack

Maybe it’s the the way the wind gusts 
A fairytale covered in rust 
Disgusted by everything discussed 
A boiling hot pot of mistrust 
A bridge with a troll beneath 
Impersonating god 
A reflex caught within my essence 
Louder than applause 
Ballet of bitch 
Twirling north to south on my spirit 
Adding weight I’ve never felt
Choking on a seatbelt 
A refined and classic kick in the ass

It’s the warlords kiss kiss on the forehead 
Busy brained liar 
With an eighth and a rewire 
A sip from the deep fryer 
Master justifier
Cant find the way home 

Rather be floating along the river 
Through the fog 
Listen to the late night sound of the frogs
No monologue, shut the fuck up 
Filled to the top, with pressure in my cup 
So much earth to find 
Not much room to dig 
Dig faster than an oil rig 
Dash so quick from the inner pig 
The city shrieks loud 
With an ear splitting call 
I’m on a wooden peg leg 
I sunk the eight ball 

It’s the warlords kiss kiss on the forehead 
Busy brained liar 
With an eighth and a rewire 
A sip from the deep fryer 
Master justifier
Cant find the way home 
(x2)
 
The party and the people getting older
Mother land getting colder 
100 pounds on my right shoulder 
Ugly in the eye of the beholder 

It’s the warlords kiss on the forehead

The Kiss

I just wanna rock with the beat 
Tip my hat to you, I take the high street 
Maybe it’s the chamber that I’m living in 
Neighbor told me things always fall off the shelf
I know I heard a foot hit the ground 
Or maybe I’m affected by the sights and the sounds 
I felt boundless 
Only drove 30 mins down the road
But they don’t make ‘em like they make em over here 
Im in the making, kicking cheer in high gear 
Need dark to keep a loud bark 
Leave a mark in a sea full of self proclaimed sharks 

Free and easy, don’t you like it that way 
I don’t want to fast forward to just another day 
Let the now sing to you
Erase the sorrow away (x2)
Cheap and easy, don’t you like it that way 
I don’t want to fast forward to just another 
day
This floor beneath feels like it’s going to give way 
All moments left behind, always decay 
  
Make it glorious or make it full of hate 
I chicle away at my fate 
Regurgitation
Barfed up and served to the nation 
I got off at the wrong station 
I think they want me to be a prick 
Turn out nice and they try and take advantage 
Here’s a fork and a knife so you can eat shit 
Half-wit leech sucking on my skin again 
Mindless dick driven lecher had to feel a bit of panic 
Another human acting manic 
I had his heart sinking like the titanic
He ran the other way, I drove off laughing 
But it wasn’t that funny 
Sometimes when the moon shines bright it look sunny 
A little tough talk can turn a beast into a bunny 

Free and easy, don’t you like it that way 
I don’t want to fast forward to just another 
day
This floor beneath feels like it’s going to give way 
All moments left behind, always decay 

Gripped by the greed i grew up in 
Large frown to a light grin 
Talk of the town to a has been 
A medieval sword or a safety pin 
A drive thru order from across the border  
Sacred interaction, turn off the recorder 
Cycle of mistrust, spinning off the thrust  
Dizzy from the lust

Tip My Hat

Carve my fate from alabaster 
Blossoming, what I go after 
All your unimportant tactics 
Always end anticlimactic
Scrape yourself off the hot Los Angeles ground 
If you’re not paralyzed by the sights 
You’ll be drowned by the sound 

You can taste the most exciting spice of this life
But you will not remember if you’re twisting the knife
If you’re twisting the knife 

Looking for a place to sit 
Hypocrite or half wit
Take out my tongue, and put it in a basket 
I’d rather say nothing
Always have to translate 
The sky sheds tears of oil 
Onto the mummified human engines 
That dry up from life’s toil 

You can taste the most exciting spice of this life
But you will not remember if you’re twisting the knife
If you’re twisting the knife 

A mirage and a pipe dream 
Your in disbelief when they make an update to the grand scheme 
A black rainbow, pot of mold at the end of it 
Doesn’t matter if your wit and grit take you out of it 
The future is moonlit 
A dim path leads the way 
If you’ve got the stomach to discover it

Barking At The Sea

Poison oak sprout
No drug, no drink, no smoke 
I’m south; the only way to get out
Trudging through a spiritual drought
Find the time or have yourself a fine time 
Get in line or hit your prime 
At a distance find an untroubled chime 

Emotional crammer, everything at one time 
Agonizing glamour, fall behind or I climb 
All that I can make out 
A blurry old fellow walking towards me in the rain 
Ticket straight to hell or you jump out of the plane 

The days are moving so fast 
Depressing perspective 
But attitudes remain vast 
By dime humans made stay harassed 
Concentrating on the forecast 
While heaps of life in the moment become the past

All that I can make out 
A blurry old fellow walking towards me in the rain 
Ticket straight to hell or you jump out of the plane

The Kiss

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