Pain. Windows. Looking into rotten souls.
Listening to images and staring at the audio.
It’s picking up transmissions. Look at the land ridden with man.
Pitching a tent, looking to camp in it.
Look at the damages. Look at the moral decay.
I shed another tear for the floral array.
Born from the same blood. Born from the same birth.
Gazing at the formula and orbiting the grey earth.
The core of my anger emits a string of demon spit.
Forced into labor by my needs and my greediness.
I need to reequip. I need to sequence this,
Into a pattern I can understand without being a genius.
I need to form a brand new genome.
I need to roam a land full of phantoms and evil.
I paint a poem so potent that it fills a vacant hole,
Where I go to sulk and spelunk in my cave of woes.
Baby it’s a maze. It’s a mother fucking puzzle book.
Life’s a crooked lover with its hooks inside your stomach.
Look man, you’re shook man. Vibrating and flaccid.
The world dances round you with a sound that’s orgasmic.
I feel the spirit’s absence. Now that brains are broken springs.
Full of smoking, charred remainders laying on the broken dreams.
Launch a seed into euphoric openings,
And hope the thing grows to adore YOUR dreams.
Lions and pious ones let bygones be bygones be bygones,
Liars, leviathans let bygones be bygones be bygones,
Riots and giant pythons let bygones be bygones be bygones,
The fire inside is strong. Let bygones be bygones be bygones.
credits
from The Disquieted Mixtape,
released January 1, 2015
Track features lyrics written and performed by TwoCypha and vocals performed by Noelle.
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