[Verse 1]
If you diagram the mind of the son of man
You’ll probably find the Son of Sam defined in a grain of sand
Through the hourglass at last, your power last so fast
Through the grass, [?] slither without a mask or mirror
Hysteria not as scary as vanity
Varied when humble, you’ll cease to stumble after burying vanity
Every calamity actually brilliance
With every start, my [?] enters the hearts of millions
I’m building a heaven ceiling with you a sand castle
The land has to replenish the finished battle if
Men are are from Mars, I’m from a distant star
Where cars fly and Bob Marley’s alive
Hardly I strive to open eyes to view terrain
Now survive with you to blame, you try to do the same
See I’ll survive with you to blame and you try to do the same
[Refrain]
If you haven’t noticed, the focus has shifted
Once again it seems the locust swarmed on the gifted
Now the harvest is lost, what a cost to pay
Now we know tomorrow’s not promised today
[Verse 2]
I went from psychotic to seraphim, try again
To bury legacy draped in leviathan
Took a nap in the lions den, I cringe at the sight of them
Tickled a lion’s chin and lost a limb
I binge on friends and vitamins for nourishment
Basking in brisk ambiguity, it’s not new to me but I’m flourishing
As if face petaled with crimson
If each voice in my head would take its turn, I’d try and listen
Died when I cried attention droplets, kept company
The faces change and the names are overwhelming
Kept in touch with senses, you know, the taste and smelling
Psycho-satire reflecting in an admire respective
I’m only conscious ninety percent of the time
The other ten percent is spent inventing memories to pacify
Satisfies the death of desire, I can’t help it
To hear the truth, hand me a felt tip
Marker, spark bliss with one flick of a locust wing tip
If you haven’t noticed my route is scenic
It’s the road less traveled, for the envelope pushers, horizon divers, the nine livers of rhyme [?]
If you diagram the mind of the son of man
You’ll probably find the Son of Sam defined in a grain of sand
Through the hourglass at last, your power last so fast
Through the grass, [?] slither without a mask or mirror
Hysteria not as scary as vanity
Varied when humble, you’ll cease to stumble after burying vanity
Every calamity actually brilliance
With every start, my [?] enters the hearts of millions
I’m building a heaven ceiling with you a sand castle
The land has to replenish the finished battle if
Men are are from Mars, I’m from a distant star
Where cars fly and Bob Marley’s alive
Hardly I strive to open eyes to view terrain
Now survive with you to blame, you try to do the same
See I’ll survive with you to blame and you try to do the same
[Refrain]
If you haven’t noticed, the focus has shifted
Once again it seems the locust swarmed on the gifted
Now the harvest is lost, what a cost to pay
Now we know tomorrow’s not promised today
[Verse 2]
I went from psychotic to seraphim, try again
To bury legacy draped in leviathan
Took a nap in the lions den, I cringe at the sight of them
Tickled a lion’s chin and lost a limb
I binge on friends and vitamins for nourishment
Basking in brisk ambiguity, it’s not new to me but I’m flourishing
As if face petaled with crimson
If each voice in my head would take its turn, I’d try and listen
Died when I cried attention droplets, kept company
The faces change and the names are overwhelming
Kept in touch with senses, you know, the taste and smelling
Psycho-satire reflecting in an admire respective
I’m only conscious ninety percent of the time
The other ten percent is spent inventing memories to pacify
Satisfies the death of desire, I can’t help it
To hear the truth, hand me a felt tip
Marker, spark bliss with one flick of a locust wing tip
If you haven’t noticed my route is scenic
It’s the road less traveled, for the envelope pushers, horizon divers, the nine livers of rhyme [?]
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