Memorecks - Vessel lyrics

See I've been ducking & dodging internal honesty Serving agendas of foreign colonies Avoiding fulfilling my own prophecy Turning distractions into an odyssey Because I guess I'm feeling scared of the truth Or I'm scared of the future Can't determine the difference Just determined to be who you see that's making a difference Because you made me feel something...that I want the whole world to But I'm not sure if they deserve that And I'm possibly flawed in my ideologies I keep you here to observe that When I reserve my emotions I'm putting yours at the front Not compromising but I'm contradicting So pardon me if you don't know me & I'm condescending The con artists survive of baiting and complimenting I'm sick of waiting & making this sh** a competition Cause all I wanna do is make em feel right Even if the situation doesn't feel right Voices tell me to do whatever feels right I can't explain Unfulfillment or what it feels like Just know that isn't what I wanna feel like Anymore But who gives a f** bout what I feel anyways? If they did I feel like so many decisions change But the course is simple, sitting in ink The cartographer slit his wrist & let it spill in the sink And all my tears dried out last night I wish I could cry for him Maybe even wishing I could die for him And when the verses turn into a call for help will you turn away or will u still ride for him? We tend to dance to the pain of every poet When we can save them from themselves, we rarely even know it Til it's too late Til we put them on a pedestal And then they jump because the pressure is expectable We turn destruction into something of a spectacle The frustration is nothing short of ineffable And any empathy after d**h just makes me skeptical Send your feelings out to the nearest receptacle The transparency is intentional We reach for contact and then become inaccessible sh** this is everything opposite of conventional Staring at the dash on my mac & building confessionals Cause we been breaking bad but we ain't breaking benjamins The skeletons inside of my closet becoming citizens Ghosts of my memories haunting my mental images Inhale the spliff, I'm a masochist for carcinogens Still gotta wake up and deal with these f**ing simpletons Pleading my case against all these privileges Searching for whatever's left of my innocence