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Isn't it beautiful, hypnotic
How the clock has no start nor stop
Each created, made piece by piece
Perfectly dropped in favor
Of allowing the mixture of strangers
To share a sense of communication
And relate to history
Because history is herstory, our story
Storing humanity artfully
One story with tons of ingredients mixing
Keeping a similar vision of the jaded picture
That catch our past in a fitted recap of gifted mishaps
To shape our masses as a whole
Not like plastic, more like gears
Shifting, meet me there, here
Equally having a unique part of being
Some live for today, some live in fear
We live in the illusion
A matrix of movement
Tryna steer clear of what we don't want to do
Each choice and chance we take naming a location in this atmosphere
The ticking seconds break our years into smaller steps
To plot melodies to be made
So that we can model and view our play
Our flirt, our dance
With fate, we are bodies encaged
Between our inner and outer space
We all have unique DNA, separate tastes and
It's a shame we're lead to a tune so basic
But thankfully we have the ability to strategize the game
And keep us beating at a steady pace
To keep us on one wavelength of forever
So we can all watch nature evolve together
To make it possible to share phases and age to ancient
With a safekeeping of experiences
Of love and smiles to relate
On a similar time line yet they detest and arrest
Those who frolic in shades of darkness and grey
Some chase with brain elevators
To substance we are all slaves
With millions of ways to shape our worrying brains
Wanting us to get the most out of a day
Obstacles get in the way
That's where blame comes into the shuffling playlist
The human race must look to each other, not a ruler
To light the way for all who make excuses
God can't force us to move
We choose, he acts as a friend in need
Or a bad idea
Testing our commitment
But we get trapped in the dark ages
Long ago the luxurious livers and kidneys
Held the key to share the speed of light and life
But all the sparks cannot ignite
Until we all begin to understand
What strands us on a daily basis
Like house arrest ankle bracelets
Time is a gift, as are people
Not brains to play with
What a sadistic twisted nation
We hold the keys of love, faith and patience
Yet restricting access is control of religion
Of different regions
Thinking that those
who have stopped believing
Don't mean a damn thing
With no reason to have songs to sing
Those who chose to ignore the pleas
Of the less fortunate
Wear bibs and live behind shut eyelids
Teasing seen as torture
It's important to listen to all genres of life
Not to abide but to learn
Yet another reason why
Time makes me concerned
It doesn't tick the same through a thick skull
We border ourselves in mental hell
Let our egos swell and deflate
We're all aircrafts made in different mind states
One of a kind
Choosing pride and prejudice over sharing sight
Our third eyes are covered in poison and cyanide
So we refuse to accept cookies
As gifts but instead we tread like rookies
Embedded within different systems
Animals fed up with separation
Wasting energy disrespecting victims
Inflicting pain on different spectrums
Hectic head trips
Reality has a tight grip
God wants to let us gain wisdom through action
He chose angels to be seen as demons
To show us how not to be
Sacrificing soldiers for society
Caught in money for respect to be bought
Instead of shared
He causes psychological warfare
Yet guiding us to the right slot
Of presence that we're allotted
Yet I wonder why we divide time, space
And each face is set to a separate name
And we all have a time machine
They don't contain time
They simply show us a standard pace
That we all must abide by
Spring to life
Meditate, don't have to pay for yesterday
Folding clothes we wear
Spending money that isn't there
For the "lower" class to eat
We purchase what we don't need
And curse truth from humans who see it straight
So we can blissfully live with ignorance's presence
Heavily spoiled or shamefully soiled
How we dress despite
The defense against enemies
We can't wear armor
So we mend our minds
Conform to horrendous behavior
Letting poison ivy disguise as our savior
If one was sent
They'd still shake their heads
Oh well
We're all under the spell
Of our upbringing
Neglect to breathe
Covered in masks and costume sleeves
Scared of vulnerability
Not conscious of needs, we pleasure seek
Collecting infinity
A mosh pit of emotion
Spinning, stored in locked and labeled doors
Belonging to all of us
Yet we allow them to be used and dried up
Point at the same mistakes in others
We've made before
So much is holocausted
We'll be waiting, chained
Until we face problems originally intended
To give us access to unlocking our brains
We're over, under rated
Shown hateful ways to make fun
Suffer watching loved ones facing mayhem
Let the pain motivate
But never let it cost you opportunity
The paradise inside
Is still an immaculate design
Just dirty clothing, need to wash and let our dirty laundry dry
Lost, because
We bought the wrong detergent
Never burn a bridge
That's a gap between trust and confidence
Concerned with the yearning
For desires we let burn
Floss the dents and churn it around, butter
Each time the second hand rushes and flies
To chase the next number
Instruments unsteadily used to describe how much we love the Earth
On the hunt, dropping dreams
Succumbing to the thunder
Experiences bus us to our true selves
Why must we keep
Stopping to screen and critique
Chanelling negativity
Trying to make the beast break free
Let it be, it was, wasn't it?
It happened, we cannot change whatever
The weather has in store for us
So why regret and stress?
Trust that our world is one big TV
God knows best, it's a being
In all of us, we are all one
Not meant to be imprisoned by the ruling sun
So many options, pause, breathe
Why focus on what's done
Why compete and cause a scene
Putting control of scenery in our own hands
Remember the tune you fell off to
Bet you didn't know til you made a mistake how to get it straight
Ceasing to understand that we ALL need help
We can all bleed freely and settle the war
Because what should we really fight for?
Nothing keeps form
Ignore the highway of normality
Fuck a hater mentality
We're warriors
Let life be painted, not tainted with
Colours of our stories
Blessed we are to become full grown trees
Rooted by various upbringings
Forming leaves flowing
Some blow away, sway, stray from the path
Hold what you love with gentle hands
We must stand up, laugh
When all we have falls through the cracks
As god has no plan, just plants plenty seeds
It's up to use to choose and chase out the demons
Clouding our visions and dreams
Our society is oppressed
We all contain venomous genes
Us, a military of dictated spiders
Entangled inside our own lives
A web of chaos, insanity
Defused by the emptiness of
The constant shift, hop
Abusing what is, refusing to stop
To embrace
The beauty of change
Why not fill the empty space
With the strange wonder of creation
Patience, separation
All these faces
Blessedly fleeting
Messily dripping wet paint
Giving the impression that we should blame
When the parade gets rained upon
NAH it's just a challenge
I remain strong
Body of right and wrong
I got the scars setting plenty alarms
To keep me updated on
The art museum of nature's odds
Freshly coated with plenty of second chances and long shots
Our trials and struggles are not to be forgotten
Nor viewed as rotten satanic spawn
Field of the long gone and dead wrong
Still deserve a spot upon the earth
Every fiber of energy
Never ever ends, but recycles
It goes death to birth, not reversed
That clock that works perfect
Once was just pieces off in search
Of the hand that'd make it tick
And a handy tool but you bet
That fuckin ticker's been through shit
We all wish the end won't come til we begin to gain love for destruction
Erases and recreates
You can't change and evolve in the damaged mind state That awakened You to realizing you needed to clean the mess you made in the first place
Our perceptions can divide us or be set aside to try new things
Life stretches wide from the sky to the sea
Rather ride the seasons than hide in pursuit of rhyme and reasoning
All that we see, hear, speak
Is connecting yet separating you and me
We allowed to pluck feathers from the ducks to dip in ink and write letters
But only for the betterment of a new day, new age
Can't stand to see fellow humans
Choosing to drown in the next page or the last chapter
Scrambling to forget suppresses your best vessel
Refusing to be in the now
It makes a ghost of the soul
Constantly nagged by the haunting
Of minutes passed
Let the bells toll free
Travel unknown roads til you can be found and free
A fleeting thought of what could have been
Drop that shit and shoot to aim for the golden rule
But display the flavor on ya plate
The moment could burst into anything
No album could contain
Hold, frame
The energy behind the scenes
The force of everything
The concept of time, the line
Between two points
Divided and Disecting
Into sectors
Our forever aging minds
To try and capture
The fact we choose to live
Imprisoned by the before and after
Quit acting like you don't matter
You're part of everything else
Part of the most miraculously magical force
Toast to that
Toast to us all of course
How the clock has no start nor stop
Each created, made piece by piece
Perfectly dropped in favor
Of allowing the mixture of strangers
To share a sense of communication
And relate to history
Because history is herstory, our story
Storing humanity artfully
One story with tons of ingredients mixing
Keeping a similar vision of the jaded picture
That catch our past in a fitted recap of gifted mishaps
To shape our masses as a whole
Not like plastic, more like gears
Shifting, meet me there, here
Equally having a unique part of being
Some live for today, some live in fear
We live in the illusion
A matrix of movement
Tryna steer clear of what we don't want to do
Each choice and chance we take naming a location in this atmosphere
The ticking seconds break our years into smaller steps
To plot melodies to be made
So that we can model and view our play
Our flirt, our dance
With fate, we are bodies encaged
Between our inner and outer space
We all have unique DNA, separate tastes and
It's a shame we're lead to a tune so basic
But thankfully we have the ability to strategize the game
And keep us beating at a steady pace
To keep us on one wavelength of forever
So we can all watch nature evolve together
To make it possible to share phases and age to ancient
With a safekeeping of experiences
Of love and smiles to relate
On a similar time line yet they detest and arrest
Those who frolic in shades of darkness and grey
Some chase with brain elevators
To substance we are all slaves
With millions of ways to shape our worrying brains
Wanting us to get the most out of a day
Obstacles get in the way
That's where blame comes into the shuffling playlist
The human race must look to each other, not a ruler
To light the way for all who make excuses
God can't force us to move
We choose, he acts as a friend in need
Or a bad idea
Testing our commitment
But we get trapped in the dark ages
Long ago the luxurious livers and kidneys
Held the key to share the speed of light and life
But all the sparks cannot ignite
Until we all begin to understand
What strands us on a daily basis
Like house arrest ankle bracelets
Time is a gift, as are people
Not brains to play with
What a sadistic twisted nation
We hold the keys of love, faith and patience
Yet restricting access is control of religion
Of different regions
Thinking that those
who have stopped believing
Don't mean a damn thing
With no reason to have songs to sing
Those who chose to ignore the pleas
Of the less fortunate
Wear bibs and live behind shut eyelids
Teasing seen as torture
It's important to listen to all genres of life
Not to abide but to learn
Yet another reason why
Time makes me concerned
It doesn't tick the same through a thick skull
We border ourselves in mental hell
Let our egos swell and deflate
We're all aircrafts made in different mind states
One of a kind
Choosing pride and prejudice over sharing sight
Our third eyes are covered in poison and cyanide
So we refuse to accept cookies
As gifts but instead we tread like rookies
Embedded within different systems
Animals fed up with separation
Wasting energy disrespecting victims
Inflicting pain on different spectrums
Hectic head trips
Reality has a tight grip
God wants to let us gain wisdom through action
He chose angels to be seen as demons
To show us how not to be
Sacrificing soldiers for society
Caught in money for respect to be bought
Instead of shared
He causes psychological warfare
Yet guiding us to the right slot
Of presence that we're allotted
Yet I wonder why we divide time, space
And each face is set to a separate name
And we all have a time machine
They don't contain time
They simply show us a standard pace
That we all must abide by
Spring to life
Meditate, don't have to pay for yesterday
Folding clothes we wear
Spending money that isn't there
For the "lower" class to eat
We purchase what we don't need
And curse truth from humans who see it straight
So we can blissfully live with ignorance's presence
Heavily spoiled or shamefully soiled
How we dress despite
The defense against enemies
We can't wear armor
So we mend our minds
Conform to horrendous behavior
Letting poison ivy disguise as our savior
If one was sent
They'd still shake their heads
Oh well
We're all under the spell
Of our upbringing
Neglect to breathe
Covered in masks and costume sleeves
Scared of vulnerability
Not conscious of needs, we pleasure seek
Collecting infinity
A mosh pit of emotion
Spinning, stored in locked and labeled doors
Belonging to all of us
Yet we allow them to be used and dried up
Point at the same mistakes in others
We've made before
So much is holocausted
We'll be waiting, chained
Until we face problems originally intended
To give us access to unlocking our brains
We're over, under rated
Shown hateful ways to make fun
Suffer watching loved ones facing mayhem
Let the pain motivate
But never let it cost you opportunity
The paradise inside
Is still an immaculate design
Just dirty clothing, need to wash and let our dirty laundry dry
Lost, because
We bought the wrong detergent
Never burn a bridge
That's a gap between trust and confidence
Concerned with the yearning
For desires we let burn
Floss the dents and churn it around, butter
Each time the second hand rushes and flies
To chase the next number
Instruments unsteadily used to describe how much we love the Earth
On the hunt, dropping dreams
Succumbing to the thunder
Experiences bus us to our true selves
Why must we keep
Stopping to screen and critique
Chanelling negativity
Trying to make the beast break free
Let it be, it was, wasn't it?
It happened, we cannot change whatever
The weather has in store for us
So why regret and stress?
Trust that our world is one big TV
God knows best, it's a being
In all of us, we are all one
Not meant to be imprisoned by the ruling sun
So many options, pause, breathe
Why focus on what's done
Why compete and cause a scene
Putting control of scenery in our own hands
Remember the tune you fell off to
Bet you didn't know til you made a mistake how to get it straight
Ceasing to understand that we ALL need help
We can all bleed freely and settle the war
Because what should we really fight for?
Nothing keeps form
Ignore the highway of normality
Fuck a hater mentality
We're warriors
Let life be painted, not tainted with
Colours of our stories
Blessed we are to become full grown trees
Rooted by various upbringings
Forming leaves flowing
Some blow away, sway, stray from the path
Hold what you love with gentle hands
We must stand up, laugh
When all we have falls through the cracks
As god has no plan, just plants plenty seeds
It's up to use to choose and chase out the demons
Clouding our visions and dreams
Our society is oppressed
We all contain venomous genes
Us, a military of dictated spiders
Entangled inside our own lives
A web of chaos, insanity
Defused by the emptiness of
The constant shift, hop
Abusing what is, refusing to stop
To embrace
The beauty of change
Why not fill the empty space
With the strange wonder of creation
Patience, separation
All these faces
Blessedly fleeting
Messily dripping wet paint
Giving the impression that we should blame
When the parade gets rained upon
NAH it's just a challenge
I remain strong
Body of right and wrong
I got the scars setting plenty alarms
To keep me updated on
The art museum of nature's odds
Freshly coated with plenty of second chances and long shots
Our trials and struggles are not to be forgotten
Nor viewed as rotten satanic spawn
Field of the long gone and dead wrong
Still deserve a spot upon the earth
Every fiber of energy
Never ever ends, but recycles
It goes death to birth, not reversed
That clock that works perfect
Once was just pieces off in search
Of the hand that'd make it tick
And a handy tool but you bet
That fuckin ticker's been through shit
We all wish the end won't come til we begin to gain love for destruction
Erases and recreates
You can't change and evolve in the damaged mind state That awakened You to realizing you needed to clean the mess you made in the first place
Our perceptions can divide us or be set aside to try new things
Life stretches wide from the sky to the sea
Rather ride the seasons than hide in pursuit of rhyme and reasoning
All that we see, hear, speak
Is connecting yet separating you and me
We allowed to pluck feathers from the ducks to dip in ink and write letters
But only for the betterment of a new day, new age
Can't stand to see fellow humans
Choosing to drown in the next page or the last chapter
Scrambling to forget suppresses your best vessel
Refusing to be in the now
It makes a ghost of the soul
Constantly nagged by the haunting
Of minutes passed
Let the bells toll free
Travel unknown roads til you can be found and free
A fleeting thought of what could have been
Drop that shit and shoot to aim for the golden rule
But display the flavor on ya plate
The moment could burst into anything
No album could contain
Hold, frame
The energy behind the scenes
The force of everything
The concept of time, the line
Between two points
Divided and Disecting
Into sectors
Our forever aging minds
To try and capture
The fact we choose to live
Imprisoned by the before and after
Quit acting like you don't matter
You're part of everything else
Part of the most miraculously magical force
Toast to that
Toast to us all of course
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