Exit Alfa Mist (Ft. 2nd Exit)

[Verse 1: Alfa Mist]
I weren't gonna run, but this the furthest I've come
I was bursting my lungs
I should turn and leave the permanent done
'Cause it hurts to see the worst in the one
Plus the mermaids they come with the vermin
Speaking words to how I'm undeserving
While I turn them into mine
Feeling black-tiled, looking further for the light and like
It's what the cold and the murderers decide
It's hard to be certain of the purpose of the grind
When it's purposely designed
We learned to be the rhyme
Then we feel fatigued, need a sermon, need a sign
So we can feel at ease, a blur between the lines
I pray away the strain on my vertebrae
I lay awake like, "what does the worker make?"
Just enough to leave him poor but deserve a break
I came aboard though, I learned to wait
This will be my train of thought 'til I terminate

[Verse 2: 2nd Exit]
Hard to believe we get so far so soon
Haven't even passed the first isle of the showroom
Calm and collected, I tried to home in on the stars
But at this point there's no need to mention the past
Seems the future's still coming in fast
But my day-to-day life is a mercury of the art
And lately I've been lacking in charm
And the planet I'm from still spins between Venus and Mars
Heat fickle, mind unstable
Sand on my socks, but always a little food on the table
And I'll keep on until I'm no longer able
'Til my shoes are worn out, and the stories turn fiction to fable
'Til my diction's disabled and I'm slower
Too old for playing the fool or the joker
'Til I could get the hurdles I never got over
I learned three days shy, on the seventh of October