T-Ross - Lucid Waking lyrics

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T-Ross - Lucid Waking lyrics

Talking : There are times., when I find myself, transfixed by a shadow on the wall., Or the splashing of water against a stone I stare at it. The hours pa**. The world around me drops away Replaced by worlds being created and destroyed by my imagination A way to focus the mind First Verse: Imagine being trapped in fabric; static til the world ends., You would be repeating cycles while deciphering the portends Re recycling misfortunes. They aren't frightening a rebel Setting Electronic fire life like lightning striking metal I am lively and unsettled. All while finding different planes in This place and spacious basins. Give or take a little patience Doom is all illuminating consuming illusions breaking Delusional movements. Making moods, intaking nuisance. Hey I'm moving institutions. With my heavy headed ever present Semi tense uncensored presence. Medley vetted evanescence Levied, levelled, un-centered. Steady impressive. Catch a riff It's the genesis of the precipice. I will exit this, and make an Exodus Hook: I'm Lucid Waking too. Rubik's making Cubes Duplicating moves; Breaking Rules I'm Lucid Waking too. Rubik's making Cubes Duplicating moves; Breaking Rules. (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Second Verse: The gra** blows in the wind. You hear the storm. It's on the ground It's astounding it abounds around; more thunderous sounds It's weird like I was barely born. I can see it twisted: it's frail and torn The scene is vivid and rare in form. The breeze is rigid and the air is warm My insecurities clearly steering me wearily veering me eerily Do you mirror me? Hearing me verily? Can you feel the sincerity? Here in the cavernous gap with an apple attached. It's Lazarus wrapped in an abacus trapped I'm alive and I'm striving; thriving; surviving: surmising a rise. No surprise I'm arriving In ya Fing Node. Then ya implode. Stretching slow. Letting go I'm synching with emissions. I ain't tripping. b**h, I'm gl-gl-gl-glitching I get high I go low. Yo, when your roots close Can you find the loop holes? Who knows? Hook