I'm nothing that the images in your head sum me up as, making easy work of who i am. See, you'll get a few scenes of me in your head and put them together in a way your brain can understand and then you'll go your whole life depicting me as this perception. The galactic aesthetic that I will myself to be, I will be. But i'm human, and so i will wish you to see me in the same light i see myself. If you don't, if you're color blind, fuck you i'm sorry. 
But the way your going about living just to end up with a ferrari
it's fucked 
no if ands or buts
7 hour days simply to collect a pay
i won't be participating, ain't no way
perceptions are fucked up
well i'm fucked up too
we're always looking for something new
it bothers me but it seems it doesn't upset you
that you're bought and your brought 
to live life without a thought
giving up every real moment for someone you're not
the only thing i have is words words words
while i sit listening to these birds birds birds
peeping outside my window
creeping up while my flow go
fischer price can't role my dice
decide where i'll go
fate has been decided
i just hope you've been enlighted
i can't keep my eyes open 
the sun has finally flighted

OEN