you’re a slow dark twisted
animorph, mark the gifted,
shifting through the dimensions,
paradigms, with evil intentions.
go 6 underground,
and let silence be your sound,
thoughts of a past life,
time to drown,
I’m set right, no longer down.
shackled up tight, still fight these demons at night,
alone with my mind,
deep down I like to think its alright,
no insight, its all amiss
say you can’t deal with this shit,
so you just light up a spliff
and claim you know how snakes hiss
I’m forced to co-exist with people who drift,
aimlessly, i came to see,
creative pockets resist,
your negativity insists,
to float around my brain space, you lay waste to your talents,
i claim haste for balance.
continue your path of mental impotence,
emanating your filth in this beautiful world,
showboating insolence,
clammy inside, still left with no pearls
no inner sense to rearth childhood innocence
you keep that element

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Its nice to hear that you’re alive and well,
ill find and tell the young you,
that you aint a child from hell
cuz we all share the same mind dude
what i find rude, is how we always doubt youths
and don’t give em the credit they deserve,
these incredible minds, we need to preserve
this natural intelligence,
to hell with this,
inharmonious pattern in society,
its a sight to see,
all this competition, partition,
the real mission of life,
consists of love and no fights,
believe me, cos all i want is to help
and all our egos to melt,
you should heed those who’ve felt,
destruction, construct us a new path,
instructions, continue the flux of a few stars
that shine bright when the times right,
we’ll get our 15 seconds of limelight.
still theres jealousy amidst our people,
its feeble they treat you,
with hopes of control,
you’re not alone in this world,
its time to enrol in a higher existence,
this fire is pittance to what we should aspire
as kids and the desire to witess,
this undeniable filth, our skeletons run wild
like its a nightmare on christmas.
i think fast,
about how we should bring back,
feels of the past,to give a present to our future
resonate the looper, over a cooler shooter,
we should correctly tutor,
our contemporary civilisation should create extraordinary inspiration,
involuntary positive abrasion
to wear away this hating.
what I’m stating is truth, i beg you listen so we can regain the fountain of youth.