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Odyssey
Me and my split personality just made history
He sits opposite of my conscious but we're thick as thieves
And thanks to my accomplice
I broke that chain of evidence and robbed the bank just for the pen on the desk
And I won't fall victim of the guilt trip method
Cause I'll make the best use of it
I'm the exoskeleton of an ex-gentleman
The next generation X bringing back delinquency from the brink of extinction
Writing is my near-life experiance
The ink is potent enough to sink in through osmosis
And I just wrote this with an epinephrine pen to dope myself full of adrenaline
I'm notorious for making nonsense
The sentences are neurotoxins in my system
And I can feel the arrhythmia kicking in
I can feel the symptoms of anxiety comparable to Parkinson's
The scratch of the paper satisfies the itching of my skin
And then the plot thickens
This is the view through the almond shaped eyes of an alien
Traveling 11 million miles per minute
The flight simulator was nothing like this spaceship
I've never felt turbulence like this
I made it out to orbit
And crashing through that atmosphere made a perfect world of difference
I've come to siphon your oxygen
Houston, you've got a real problem
I'm so far out there I spacewalk with the astronauts
And pulling their helmets off was just an afterthought
This is what happens when they escape the box
The g-forces of insanity threw me off course
And they say all artists are crazy, but trading my sanity for this seems like a good deal to me
Who'd have thought birth defects would include artistry?
Well what'd you expect from a purebred freak of society?
Come and wander through a new galaxy with me
I avoid the Earthling like an epidemic of a super virus
They say smiles are contagious
Are you trying to get me sick?!
My head is known as the twilight zone of questionable ethics
Cause I'm the executioner with a heavy conscious
But in this economy, I'll take any work I can get
And I finally found happiness, I'm just too broke to buy it
I could never reach the leaves of the money tree
And if the best things in life are free,
Everything I've got must be worthless
Cause nobody handed me shit
He sits opposite of my conscious but we're thick as thieves
And thanks to my accomplice
I broke that chain of evidence and robbed the bank just for the pen on the desk
And I won't fall victim of the guilt trip method
Cause I'll make the best use of it
I'm the exoskeleton of an ex-gentleman
The next generation X bringing back delinquency from the brink of extinction
Writing is my near-life experiance
The ink is potent enough to sink in through osmosis
And I just wrote this with an epinephrine pen to dope myself full of adrenaline
I'm notorious for making nonsense
The sentences are neurotoxins in my system
And I can feel the arrhythmia kicking in
I can feel the symptoms of anxiety comparable to Parkinson's
The scratch of the paper satisfies the itching of my skin
And then the plot thickens
This is the view through the almond shaped eyes of an alien
Traveling 11 million miles per minute
The flight simulator was nothing like this spaceship
I've never felt turbulence like this
I made it out to orbit
And crashing through that atmosphere made a perfect world of difference
I've come to siphon your oxygen
Houston, you've got a real problem
I'm so far out there I spacewalk with the astronauts
And pulling their helmets off was just an afterthought
This is what happens when they escape the box
The g-forces of insanity threw me off course
And they say all artists are crazy, but trading my sanity for this seems like a good deal to me
Who'd have thought birth defects would include artistry?
Well what'd you expect from a purebred freak of society?
Come and wander through a new galaxy with me
I avoid the Earthling like an epidemic of a super virus
They say smiles are contagious
Are you trying to get me sick?!
My head is known as the twilight zone of questionable ethics
Cause I'm the executioner with a heavy conscious
But in this economy, I'll take any work I can get
And I finally found happiness, I'm just too broke to buy it
I could never reach the leaves of the money tree
And if the best things in life are free,
Everything I've got must be worthless
Cause nobody handed me shit
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