Verse 1: Empathy. I don't know how to be what you want me to be. I wanna be in the sea be far but close to me. Out of body experiences. Ecstasy. Entropy. Existence grows colder and closer to free. Masonry. Opening up and flowing it down. Tragedy. Hoping to stop but floating over the ground. Telepathy. The rest of me can see with omniscience, we Rolling in tokens of open shows and disseminate musicality. On open seas, liberty limiting illuminations of illusions and illustrations of living keys. Sinning leaves, closing the doors as other demons breathe. We got reasons to be. Reasons you see that the seasons are free. As the leaves fall, they leaving. The trees follow heathens and the beat draws on as my words get trapped in teeth, teething. I'm trapped in beats, beating myself up over nothing. [Don't say the time is pressed, Repeat your best, don't get distracted, In waves of what you left, Discard the rest, a life retracted] Verse 2: I got an empty pizza box and clothes on the floor. Closing the doors of perception as the beat plays. Discretion Be advised that the conception of lessons in lines allow only for obsession and confession. Testing. Living. Life, people, all is wishing and loving. The carpet rolls onward like water at my feet. Sand thrown at me. Stones land at my ankles and the chiasmus and reverb shock my system. Making me listen. Saturnine. Ecstatic whines. What kind of bard am I? The loneliest kind right now. My flowers are awaiting future endeavors in a mixed state of relaxation and apprehension. The tension reflect my tendency to be trapped in my mind. Liberate me. Wrecking the signs thrown by a fishing line to a little tree. Bent and wondering when the world will come to its end. When will the world come to its end? [Don't say the time is pressed, Repeat your best, don't get distracted, In waves of what you left, Discard the rest, a life retracted]

Verse 1: In 10 minutes I'll be looking back on life thinking "how many people did I help make alright? How much happiness did I bring to the world?", and you will be happily remembering the high times and reckless nights with girls. In 10 minutes I'll be standing on the stage, shaking hands and receiving my expensive degree from a great university and you'll be covered in grease, fixing a lawyer's Bentley. 10 minutes from then, I'll be accepting a promotion, calling my mom and dad to gloat and you'll be sitting in a basement with ash on your pants and the world in your hands, laughing at nothing. 10 minutes will pass, and my kids will be named, playing with toys, home videos made. Your ex just left, but you'll see your son next week. You wouldn't have it any other way. In 10 minutes, my kids will be leaving for good, getting degrees and discovering the world, while your son pops the same pills that you did, fading. At least he can smile as he falls into sleep. 10 lousy minutes, my kids have good jobs, and I'm retiring. This is what I worked so hard for. Your son shows up "dad, this is Martha, baby's on the way" you smile. You've never been happier. The next 10 minutes come, my wife passes on, but my grand kids have smiles and joy. You still work on cars, your granddaughter arrives. Smiling and happy like you. In 10 final minutes, we'll be fertilizing the same soil, you died happy, I died trying to make others. Now we're both wisps in people's fading memories. [In a matter of time, In a matter of time, You can't keep what you find, I won't know what was mine In a matter of time, In a matter of time, What was dull starts to shine, What was one is a kind] Verse 2: 10 minutes ago I was graduating high school, You were packing a lime skoal, inhaling some lined coke Weed smoke filling up your blackened lungs. On a high note. 10 minutes in the past again, I'm a freshman, scared and alone. Hearing the tones of your voice as you laugh with your cool friends. Talking of cool tunes, thinking of cool times. How I envied you back then. I envied you back then. 10 minutes further, I was popular and up to no good. With a crew of cool kids. We wanted to be known. Drawing a crown on the hallway walls. Getting in the zone. Almost expelled for the crimes we didn't know to avoid. Left with a void. Life rearranged. 10 minutes before, I'm dumb, using my friendships for power. Seeking to lower others. Trying to redeem myself from feeling so lonely and hated. Lonely and hated in a childhood I didn't make. In a life I didn't choose. 10 ticks in the past of that, I'm in a classroom crying while you and your buddies laughed. Choke on tears, wishing I could man up. Wishing for power. 10 minute hands back, the clock on the wall ticks. Recess and I'm trying to find a game to play. Why won't anybody play with me? I'm fast. I'm smart. I'm fit. I'm left to wonder. Wandering. 10 minutes more. 10 minutes less. 10 minutes fewer. Kindergarten at Ridge Hill. Right down the street from the cole school. Aw those were the days. Me and you, man we used to put puzzles together. Play tag, and hide and seek. You were my main man. I was yours. Inseparable. How time changes. How we change. How time changes us. It seems like it was just 10 minutes ago. [In a matter of time, In a matter of time, You can't keep what you find, I won't know what was mine In a matter of time, In a matter of time, What was dull starts to shine, What was one is a kind]

Verse 1: And now my train of thought derails. Details of a summer night. The frail figure in white that I see pale feels real We tell the tail of the veld sitting on sight lines, Night time has come and we're grabbing the mic. I'm Wondering, telling a story is such a summer thing. I might find, wonderful rings and another light flicker, Wife bickers, shouting through thick air with squeaky doors, Where's the oil, when you need some silence? This is the home stretch, this is my go to, the struggles and the happiness have taught a whole slew. I told you, I never had ideas before my soul grew. But I knew I needed creativity to hold truth. Whoa, you don't scold me, you told me what you wanted, And I showed you all the hauntings and I had to grab a gauntlet But I never wanted darkness for the both of us or just you, I trust you, midnight comes and tells me I should hold you. This is my being, controlling what I'm seeing, I've seen the way to green lights, and red ones come between us. I've seen lust, I've seen pain, I've seen love, I've seen it fade. I've seen your face, your inner person when I'm awake, Ive woken up. Please take me away. I'm choking up, from the loneliness. Ignoring temptations, a tempest comes and awakens a creation, a vacancy in my imagination. [Picking up where you had left off, Speak soft, I know you know it shows you've grown, You've grown but fix the flow] Verse 2: I still hang with the same five friends. Pour my thoughts out on the page with my dry pen. The ink spreads, dread over the whole land, And the sand that I'm chewing doesn't even taste bland. This is a wasteland; this is old news. The ashes of the blunt he rolled up and smoked you. Getting rid of the evidence of the times blue. Times up, not true. Time flew. Time flies, and the kind of guys that cold grew, Open eyes but they still squint. And I still think of a different kind of present time. Where the world was understanding of a pleasant mind. But it can't be. And now I can't see. And now I can't breathe. Please someone help me. I'm only eighteen living in a strange dream. But I open up my eyes, its all the same thing. Getting older, the tears dry. Despicable, near dying. Unspeakable ear lines. We hear when the cheers die. We open our closed eyes to see how the hope flies, Choke tears, ropes fly. Croaking, our fears drive. Us to insanity, examine me, manically. Chasing trees, falling in woods and there's no one there that's hearing me. Making sound, but I know it's all in my mind, So it's noise, but the kind that you never will find. I need you to try. [Picking up where you had left off, Speak soft, I know you know it shows you've grown, You've grown but fix the flow]

Verse 1: I know I need this. Pouring out my soul so you can see it. Expression is important, can you feel it? Shooting to the moon we go to Venus, what is this genius? I'm getting kinda dizzy can you save me? Looking at my body like a mother to her baby. Just another guy who's going crazy. Society's the creature that made me. All I see is light, but it's getting kinda shady. Shaking, I fear the fall of night, So please come open up my eyes. Seeing double, seeing things, this isn't right, Pulling out my hair, and blinking twice. The world's such a misdirected place Alarm clock rings, now I'm awake. Verse 2: Antics, the same color as my folk blood, It's blacklit, the same brightness as my last track, It's thick split, up your spinal deviate the turpentine, Eliminate the contra the contra the mantra is empty My thoughts untitled, the pages are leaking conciled, Reckoner, specular, wreck it nader, left back at your sinner's biblical, Referencial soul food I am not a hubcap, Only close to vain as, she forgoes a drip sap The scale determines the value, only worth its size in, Precious metal mixed spirit smell of piss and prizes, Your mouth is kidney-shaped like a clean pagoda, Old-time radios fall out of form like faded codas Carbonate your biggest hopes and package it, Your packaging is lacking in, A permanence, a permanence, Your Percocet, is firm again