Saving my life under the knife of a composition.
Illuminating in the glow of what I know and pay the least attention.
A fear of thoughts that grow inside, a door behind a crowded mind that enters into
endless time to exit from behind.
I lead you from the depths of tension back to reality
while I watch you all seethe with animosity.
Once you see there is no peace if you speak of stopping me.
Please , I got's to be.
Alphabetically it's true that 'M' and 'E' come before 'U'
but don't you worry bout a thing
that's what you do.
It's Me, Myself and I.
That's how I stayed alive. I'm on it nine to five,
fools tried to steal my vibe
but I and I survive.
Like a case of Bad Brains, I'm leaving my stain on the game,
Infinity's the name.
I'm
High Strung and In and Out of Being
I feel stuck in this hole of everything I'm seeing
High strung and in and out of being
I feel stuck in this hole
Look out your window, it's dark outside.
Out of the sky a bolt of Lightning I ride.
A bright light until your brain is fried.
I hear some rustling not far from right where you hide.
I changed my life because I almost died, knowing all along
Death is the Final Step.
They say peace is where you rest.
SO.
If I can't feel my breath when I leave will I still be out of step?
My guess, I'm just another minor threat, another drop in the bucket.
Another page in the pile of "fuck it...."
NOT LIKELY
Synchronicity will only entice me.
We're up all night until the cosmic trigger ICE me
We're up all night until the Cosmic Trigger ICE ME
High Strung and In and Out of Being
I feel stuck in this hole of everything I'm seeing
HIGH STRUNG AND IN AND OUT OF BEING
I FEEL STUCK IN THIS HOLE