My state of mind folds during construction
And my outlook based on that is blurry, but f** it
I'm about to invest time in creating an ideal
A little extra safety, like a car with five wheels
Never lose touch to a girl in high heels
Cause they tend to surround me with the vibes that a spy feels
Seconds turn to minutes, wondering how time's real
Only on the physical plane can there be minefields
Inside of my mind, there lies a divine seal
Keeping everything enclosed that I chose to dye teal
The color defining clarity of thought
Murdering your ego's sort of like a charity, but not
There's a higher power, but I doubt it's there to be a god
Telling me that what I think is right apparently is wrong
So sing a different song , little bird
While the notes creep in, hit the bong in a blur
I been off it, preferred life lost in the turns
That'll lead me to a place where my thoughts can emerge
Work a 9 to 5, your office is dirt
Cause you're living like your soul is a product of earth
They make it seem like it's a conduct of worth
Clocked out of work, feeling like you're knocked out and hurt
My effort is to never talk out of turn
Stop now and learn. Break it down like Howard Stern
Watch how it burns, that's an entity of loss
Yet an upgrade from me drinking heavily a lot
Feeling like William Greer when Kennedy was shot
No regrets, but I think I'm moving steadily to stop
Judged for a little tendency to drop
My affairs when a memory pretends to be a thought
Never penalties for cops
I'm willing to fight the battle but I can't when my weaponry is locked
Sitting helplessly in shock
Cradling my outer shell like it wasn't meant to be a rock
Why do chemicals sentence me to rot?
Cause the day they don't, I'm feeling like the legacy is off
And it's cold outside
And it has been for my whole life