Oneirology (2011)

Scott’s Selection: 3/18/2018 – 3/24/2018

Theme: Concept Albums

Artist: CunninLynguists

Release Date: 3/22/2011

Runtime: 50:15

Label: QN5 Music

Track Listing:

1). Predormitum (Prologue) – 4:09
2). Darkness (Dream On) – 3:56
3). Phantasmata – 1:54
4). Hard as They Come (Act I) – 4:17
5). Murder (Act II) – 3:35
6). My Habit (I Haven’t Changed) – 2:01
7). Get Ignorant – 4:30
8). Shattered Dreams – 3:39
9). Stars Shine Brightest (in the Darkest of Night) – 4:02
10). So as Not to Wake You (Interlude) – 1:24
11). Enemies with Benefits – 3:54
12). Looking Back – 3:14
13). Dreams – 5:03
14). Hypnopomp (Epilogue) – 1:42
15). Embers – 2:55

Lyrics:

1). Predormitum (Prologue)

(V1 – natti)

I am floating happy not knowing nautical course
Tie a wristwatch in slipknots and dock at my porch
Time is of no essence, the presence becomes presents
Peasants become pheasants and soar past acceptance
Current currencies worthless, fodder for feeding purses
With iron clad words I solder together verses
I’m trippin’ like I’m eatin’ the fungi
Leaving me cornered like the puss that crusts in ones eye

(V2 – deacon)

Listen
There’s no light, just never ending night
And the weather’s like a hurricane when land is in it’s site
The sand within my hourglass could vanish any moment
And I’m trying to read the signs within the symbols and the omens
From the motions of the sea, to the color of the dark
This ocean of my dreams was more than cover for the sharks
Recovering these parts is like discovering my art
I wonder as I wander through my heart

(V3 – KNO)

‘Cause it starts a dream defferred
A clipped wing on a white dove
Seems absurd, a smudge on a white glove
Not seen nor heard like screams from the night’s lungs
Cling to words so much that you won’t budge
Fiends in herds who yearn for the white crumbs
Getting high like the city sky when it lights up
That’s what the night does
It hits your mind with the right stuff
To keep you blind with a slight buzz

(V4 – deacon)

The mind is like a puzzle that could never be completed
We scuffle through it’s pieces, strugglin for peace it’s
Hard for us to sleep and even harder to awake
The image in my mirror’s gettin’ harder to relate
I see me harbouring my hate and bartering with grace
But I couldn’t be farther from my faith, or my face
Through this waste of my mind, may I find direction
I’m a waste of my time if I don’t find it’s lessons

(V5 – natti)

So all welcome to this generous helping of self reflection
Night thoughts brought to life with incandescence
As the twirls on the tip of our index
Staring into space one’s vision is endless

(KNO)

But glaring at the ground you can see where the end is

(Natti)

So just close pupils and be pupils and listen

(KNO)

The headset’s your desk the test is what’s missin’

(Natti)

Digest these notes of quotes of keys written

2). Darkness (Dream On)

(V1 – deacon)

Searching’ for answers is like searching’ for Atlantis
I’m working poor and I’m just hurting for some chances
This school of a livings like prison on a campus
Show me the Monet, and the pixels in that canvas
Advance through my imagery, I view my evil deeds
When I went to Jack in Tennessee to erase memor y
When I called on Mary J be my serenity
So I don’t see that all my enemies resembled me
I’m feeling faceless heading’ for a bitter state
I’m trying to place but my heart ain’t even in the race
I’ve came far enough that turning’ back is time wasted
Imprisoned by fear, I don’t need no iron bracelets
What’s my fate, how can I escape my heart
Running blind, an open mind could break the stark
A major spark might just make a star in this…

(V2 – natti)

Way under in slumber is my true self shown?
A glass house cracked from a few stones thrown
Pain/pane in the windows of a once happy home
I’m a Chesire Cat laughin’ at the caged birds’ song
A caterpillar shroomin usin’ fumes from my bong
To cloud a land wondering what fuels what is wrong
Lust in my loins, vengeance in my heart
Thrust from my groin that could populate an Ark
Thoughts in my mind only popular in dark
I can’t let come to light so I might suffocate the spark
That might just spark the fuse that blows my views of self apart
Opinions of my heath my self and wealth go off the chart
My struggle to keep balance ain’t a challenge it’s an art
Outside my sleep is silent ’cause inside the war is fought
Every night, as I fade to the…

(OUTRO – Anna Wise)

Don’t give me that bullshit
Don’t give me that bullshit
Don’t let it take over you
Don’t let it take over you
Don’t give me that bullshit
Don’t give me that bullshit
Don’t let it take over you
Don’t let it take over you

3). Phantasmata

Into the nightmare,
Surrounded with evil,
I take flight
Devils they take me
Into it for days away

Into the nightmare,
Surrounded with evil,
I take flight
Devils they take me
Into it for days away

I see visions of creatures,
Crawl through the lonesome,
So I might fall

I tried to turn anyway
And gaze at the beauty
I had known

The sun went down
He’s lost the crown

The sun went down
He’s lost the crown

“…And since much of our basic desires
Involve those things which are taboo
Or modified by moral precepts
Especially sexual desires and desires
To commit hostile and violent acts
We find that these things are not
Allowed to appear directly in our dreams
Instead they are modified by regrouping,
Substitution, displacement, and other
Devices that disguise them…”

4). Hard as They Come (Act I)

(V1 – natti)

I’m a monster that don’t reside up under your bed
I’ma march to the beat that I put into your head
Send shots to your liver I deliver you death
You can barter your tomorrow but a martyr you’re left
Get you hot under the collar when my name’s on your breath
Click the starter on your Impala I’ll be there when you wreck
Fuckin’ with me you better keep your feelings in check
Be the life of the party or a lifeless body
Get with me thinkin’ you hard, you’ll be hardly standin’
I’m the hardest of them all, you’re the hardest landin’
Face first in the asphalt, your ass talked
Too wreckless, now you helpless from the rounds you caught
I’ll teach your ass a lesson, outlined in chalk
Have you hostage in the hospice, high and trying to walk
I am bravery in a bottle, I am courage in a glass
I got the government’s approval, prohibition couldn’t last
I go hard.

(V2 – freddie gibbs)

C’mon lets ride out
The whole family over for Christmas dinner
Let’s go through the purses and sell the gifts from your moms house
They know you out here doing dirt for cash
Plus you the one unemployed, a couple dollars ain’t gon hurt they ass
I’m the only friend you got
You tried to sell me but you took a hit and eventually you just couldn’t stop
A couple of sniffs would get you lit but couldn’t get you to the top
Oh what an event when you got hip to cookin’ me into them rocks
I had you locked, you know it costs to come and see me
So fuck yo groceries, fuck yo bills, go on and pawn that TV
And fuck yo life, just catch this beam and take it straight to the dome
And fuck yo kids, the state’ll separate em’ and place em’ in homes
It’s gon be cool, I know I got you crazy subdued
Ever since the 80’s played your whole community for a fool
And the ones that sold me smoke each other over new tennis shoes
They field niggas, I’m the definition of death, the real killa

(V3 – KNO)

I’m with the fiends on the block playin’ shoot em’ up
When I erupt makes it hard to know who to trust
People scared to test me since the 80’s
Anybody can get it, man woman or baby
Shots do not discriminate, impossible to eliminate
I disseminate, you disentigrate
I can come off as a prick, you might get stuck with
I’ll prolly steal your girl if you try and fuck with me
‘Cause next to me you’re looking quite frail
And if you snitch you’ll b

5). Murder (Act II)

(V1 – big k.r.i.t.)

What if I told you that the battle was on?
Would that rattle ya bones? or would you be down to kill in the name of the throne
Drop bombs on innocent people or innocent homes
With automatic weapons or military drones
While me and my friends play croquet
And make bets on which country liable to fold next
Under the pressure of my fingertips
Any day or any time
They just cattle
We don’t need they kind any how
Talking population control
Gotta make room for the young, so it’s out with the old
I got tanks that need usin’, I’m lettin’ ’em go.
For the low and some c-4 charges that’s ready to blow
I got the ticket on sativa ’cause my patnah the supplier
And all my homeys down to invest in my empire
Sink the economy with no natural evidence
They complain, but that’s a part of being president

If I could get away with murder
I’d take my gun and I’d commit it

If I could get away with murder
I’d take my gun and I’d commit it

(V2 – natti)

I could use worship as a warship, bible and sword
Turn men and women to minions over Heaven’s rewards
Promise Islamic bombers Heavens harem of whores
For taking out a couple of floors
The holiest wars bring profits/prophets and I don’t mean Moses
Unless he’s on the screen when the NASDAQ opens
Horatio Caine won’t be able to blame me
For the third party bodies that his followers slain
Ashes and burnt remains all left in the name
Of
Whoever you praise, I just made it a game
Called winners and sinners, but they one and the same
You can play along with us at home
We livin’ in Rome, destined to fall
Didn’t you hear? I ain’t worried about the views of the public and peers
Shit, Hitler was once Time mags’ Man of the Year
I’ma get it with hope while I’m peddlin’ fear
I’m a wolf in a wool cap with robes to match
Leadin’ the flock right down the hatch
I’m the fox in the hen house, the Devil You Know
In a black Cadillac, wrist glistenin gold
On my way to eat steaks with TD Jakes
So if you wanna dine with Christ you gon’ need these tapes
And if you still don’t how cold I am?
Please turn to page three in ya church program

6). My Habit (I Haven’t Changed)

(V1 – natti)

I’m on an island when my family speaks
As I palm trees, high as the sun of a beach
Right here, quite near to perfecting my speech
But my sleeping habits on average keep me missing my sheets
Yeah
In the studio blazin’ the beats
Or clubbin with fly birds, rubbin squeezin their Tweets
Flaked on my intervention, I’ve been missin’ for weeks
On an international binge with the friends that I keep
Then come home and roam around in my PJ’s, for three days
Eatin sour cream ‘n’ cheese Lays
Relapse itch hit, I’m scratchin like DJ’s
Tracks in my veins show I’m feenin for replays
You say free bass? I’ll be right there
I like mine with a nice cut and light snare
Get it to me rapido and I might share
Rappin’ makes me happy so, why stop why care?
I’m hooked

(V2 – deacon)

I’m up every morning with my mind on a fix
Fire up the mid and let it slide in my mix
Takes from the craziness, I hide in it’s bliss
Ride or die, protect my pride, the lioness mane
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Jane, I’m playin’ Rick James
I’m talkin’ bass head, nigga, let the shit bang
Movin’ keys, looka-here, watch us flip game
Ever since a minor the accord has been this strange
I’m in the dark with the black notes
I take humanity and capture it in rap quotes
From the cellars and alleys with the crack smoke
Through the middle to the top where the fat floats
Let’s roll
Nigga

7). Get Ignorant

(V1 – natti)

Do I gotta get ignant and show my pigment on the job?
Slap the darkest part of my hands across jaws?
These days and times with jobs hard to find
You gotta work a salt mine or work an assault nine
Most folks barely staying afloat through proper channels
And think the rich sit with black candles and slaughter mammals
And run the globe through mind control and designer sandles
But life’s a skinny bitch it’s a struggle to get a handle
I’m about to just break bad like Malcolm’s dad
Be Meth Boy-R-Dee with a lab and a yellow cab
So I can get the white picket fence and yellow lab
That American dream makes me wake up and scream
It consists of old money buying shiny new things
That I’ma about to break as I’m creating a scene
You can use as an anthem for Kanye’s tantrums
‘Cause I’m about a thumb and a finger away from snapping
Dammit!

(V2 – deacon)

I’m early everyday, never took a vacation
Through mandatory overtime I always stayed patient
Through all the pettie dramas I’m calmer than a sloth
But THE shit don’t change like if Obama would’ve lost
I done worked my ass off for bout 20 leven years
And I’m usually far from anything that Heaven fears
But I’m feelin’ off kilter, nah I ain’t bout to kill ya
But I am about to loosen up the filter
Here’s you… jerkin’ off to Halle Berry on the shitter
Then firing a nigga ’cause he checkin’ on his twitter
You mad ’cause ain’t nobody taggin you in pictures?
Well here’s a good one of you taggin ya wife’s sister
Like that! I’ve been knowin’ ways to fight back
Vimeo of you sayin’ you don’t like blacks
Clearly though, full HD and in stereo
Ya network’s got holes my dude, cheerio!

(V3 – deacon)

Success is just a thought, yet it can push us to the edge
Put in our heads at an early age like the pledge
Give our allegiance, while you’re at it give ya souls
Won’t tell ya till ya grown that all that glitters ain’t gold
But we love to watch ’em race, love to watch ’em chase dreams
So dirty ain’t a cycle that could make clean
Got the athletes juicin, singers gettin’ naked
The rappers spendin’ all they money before they even make it
Actors scared to age shootin acid in they faces
Slaves to the ratings every show is more tasteless
Faithless as angels cuttin’ wings from they scapula
To trade it all in and be Dracula?

(V4 – KNO)

Genocide in east Africa, but you watchin Battlestar Galactica
Fillin up the data in the back of your digital camera
Taking glamorous
Shots of your mammaries
Surrounded by Vanity Fair magazine
And stuffed animals, in a house your parents paid for
Built by hand on land people slaved for
Get ignorant, stay ignorant in fact get belligerent
If you feel my sentiment attack
Keep kicking and screaming for your sense of entitlement
Flip me off with the same hand you hold the Bible with
All that Botox, every cream, every vitamin
Can’t cover up the ignorance that’s inside of you
I wouldn’t lie to you, it can’t cover up the ignorance that’s inside of you

8). Shattered Dreams

(V1 – natti)

Poor me, pour me a shot of patron
Cigarillo or bordello I just gotta be blown
In a silicone zone where titties are grown
And sessions in the recession where fifties are thrown
Rose petals, pedaled within cities of stone
Reefer and liquor dance, my chemical romance
My pitiful cold hands
That ache to be warm
Like a tux with gold cuffs that waits to be worn
Nowadays
Loves in the haze of a flashback
Those that invest deeply need be gettin’ they cash back
Being in lust with love, feels so dreamy
Till it’s shattered in beautiful pieces scattered beneath me
I still chase it, you gotta believe me
I just don’t think it’s as instant as an instance on TV
We try to close the distance but persistence ain’t easy
There’s a ribbon in the sky if you listen to Stevie
Problem is, my arms can’t reach that far
Or stretch that high, is it best I fly
With the wings of a goose, mixed with red bull
And a night cap slapped on to keep my head cool
Awaken in a state of confusion
Dressing quickly to get back to my city
Fuckin’ delusion
Where I live
Where I stay
Where I sleep
Where I lay

(Bridge – deacon and courtney campbell)

I’ve seen all the things that pass me by
Oh why can’t it be real?
I cling to my dreams as I grab the sky
Oh why can’t it be real?

9). Stars Shine Brightest (in the Darkest of Night)

(V1 – natti)

You can only see the stars when it’s Don Cheadle black
When the chips are down who dips and who reacts?
Folding under pressure ain’t get us to where we at
When all hope’s lost you battle to get it back
In fact, dark times are when heroes shine
Without them sour grapes there would be no wine
Let your ego dine, adversity for breakfast
Zero pride, in settling for less then
Fighting tooth and nail, no matter who prevails
Instead of wishing on a star grab a comet by the tail
Your ship ain’t coming in, then you got to make a sale
Catch the wind and make it sail and hit the ground runnin’
Till ya heartbeat sound like a battle drum thumpin’
Those talking ’bout failure ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
You may weather the storm if you don’t stop punchin’
Reach for the stars and you might just touch ’em

(Hook – rick warren)

Stars shine, stars shine
When you think you’ve lost your way
Making for a brighter day a brighter day
Stars shine, stars shine
Coming out to light the way
Making for a brighter day a brighter day

(V2 – deacon)

Our money’s funny, our change is strange
These days ain’t sunny and the sea ain’t tame
We playing games where the rules ain’t clearly defined
In this coffee black world, knee deep in the grind
Be a vine in the shade, a salmon in a stream
Try lookin’ for the stars when examining your dreams
Could go from street singers to pop figures
From block niggaz to a brotha that is followin’ stock tickers
To grow in the night you gotta create light
Gotta be a gamma ray burst that erase sight
No astronomer has seen your incredible gleam
And you don’t need a telescope to detect dream
You blessed with a mind that can see through space
On dark nights, in the stars you can find your face
Just look up and marvel at all the constellations
Egyptians built pyramids from these creations

(Outro – rick warren)

Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the
Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the
Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the light, light

Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the
Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the
Stars shine until you’re back into the, back into the light, light, light

(V3 – natti)

Against all odds and against the grain
Sun becomes shelter in the midst of rain
In monsoon proportions them moments of importance
When victory’s in vain it’s the same the blood coursin
Of course when selfishness inside provides poison
Apply it to your life and let it sink in like ointment
Poised when them black clouds come ’round don’t back down
Let haters be theme music playin’ in the background

10). So as Not to Wake You (Interlude)

Instrumental

11). Enemies with Benefits

(Hook – know)

She sits in bed with her halo crooked
She says she’s never been in love before
She takes time to define what we’ll never get
We’re turning into enemies with benefits
Enemies with benefits

(V1 – natti)

She the girl of my dreams, also my nightmares
‘Cause she be killin’ it, jigglin’ in her nightwear
Between mean glances that we might share
The space between us is like a light year
All in my phone like she AT&T
All in my Facebook pretendin she me
‘Cause her “Not Hot” single friends feedin her nonsense
The ghetto’s trying to kill me and my chick’s an accomplice
With black gloves (black gloves) black mask (black mask)
Full lips (full lips) fat ass (I like that!)
Text messaging ridiculous comments
I’d have to wash my mouth out to read you the contents
She might literally love me to death
We had a stairway to heaven till I fell down the steps
Now I’m left with a pain in the neck
But she’s my eye candy, the flavor I savor
And I’m part Vader, I think with my saber
I live in crazy town and I’m married to the mayor

(Hook – know)

(V2 – KNO)

They call me Lex, junior
Not Rex Lewis
My ex like a six shot shooter – sex ruger
She’s a sex cougar
She texts we bang every time I sit next to her
Man, she get me hard as steel, I call her X-Ray
Plus my ex bust her neck during sex play
I get the cleanest dome, I mean it holmes
She never be alone ’cause she never be at home
Her boyfriend is a punk, he rock a onesie
He think he fly, pullin’ stunts in his undies
But she my kryptonite
I know… cryptic right?
I’m sitting back with a pipe getting ripped at night
On my window pane, the coldest rain
My enemy, Miss Lois Lane

(Hook – know)

(V3 – tonedeff)

She’s a devil in a baby blue dress
Who I’m mentally redressing as an angel through sex
Who be testing my mettle – and yes, in a way, I choose the stress
And I guess that I settle ’cause I’m a slave to huge breasts – But it
Ain’t worth it.
Ask me again if my mind has changed on the situation in five days
And I couldn’t say for certain,
And so we stay in this deranged arrangement
Nailing ‘tween the breaks of these unwavering debates of ‘who’s the
Crazy person’?
She got them fuck-goggles on me
My judgement Impaired like I was drunk on kamakazi’s riding a busted Kawasaki
Callin the love doctor ’cause I need a fix of this chick and it’s sickening
Wish I could quit, but my dick is mixing the signals and shit
Half of the time, I see past all these disastrous signs
And half of the time, I keep asking if I’m happy to lie
If blame can be assigned, then I guess I’ll have to try this food for thought:
You can always see the shape of the pan in the pie
Savage desire in me to taste her loving
So my piece of the mind will never turn into a baker’s dozen.
I’m crumbling

12). Looking Back

(V1 – natti)

You pretend to be dying to get a part of my mind
I been once inclined to tell you pardon my spine
Part of my shine comes from the distance
You are from a star while you compiling your wishlist
Is this business emotionally invested?
Or built from the sweat of our flesh pressed against it
Love is war, sex is a weapon
The mind is a mine so watch where you’re steppin’
Thoughts that are kept in wet dreams covered in face cream
Come to fruition in positions used to make steam
Feelings are just filling in this half-baked scene
To make x-rated into nc-17
Then see everything she got she not shy
Our love below so dro we most high
Then wears off when what we wear’s on
Again I turn away when what we share’s gone
So…

(Bridge – anna wise)

If this is not the hardest part
I wanna part
Before it gets too deep
If passion dies within routine
I’ll come clean
Leave me be, baby

(Hook – anna wise and deacon the villain)

Lovin’ ain’t easy when you running scared
Could have been fearless and unprepared
Lovin’ ain’t easy when you running scared
Could have been fearless and unprepared
Looking Back

(V2 – deacon)

Under the twilight, and we living the Miller Highlife
Le Petite Mort, my lady we bout to die twice
I won’t surrender and you won’t surrender yurn
Whatever happens after this moment’s of no concern
But it’s hard to stop the burn when you fueled by the friction
Increased heart rate only confused my addiction
We wired for desire, dangers to ourselves
Flying under the radar in the hangers with the stealths
My muse, sleeps deep within time
I go to her for credit though I need to decline
It’s easy to cross a line and blame ya flesh for the crime
I’m sorry it’s just the way we designed
My dear we should leave here, I’m talking bout one at a time though
‘Cause you got me changin’ my mind slow
Leave here, says that voice in the back of my spine
As I awake and the moment rewinds

13). Dreams

(V1 – natti)

You pretend to be dying to get a part of my mind
I been once inclined to tell you pardon my spine
Part of my shine comes from the distance
You are from a star while you compiling your wishlist
Is this business emotionally invested?
Or built from the sweat of our flesh pressed against it
Love is war, sex is a weapon
The mind is a mine so watch where you’re steppin’
Thoughts that are kept in wet dreams covered in face cream
Come to fruition in positions used to make steam
Feelings are just filling in this half-baked scene
To make x-rated into nc-17
Then see everything she got she not shy
Our love below so dro we most high
Then wears off when what we wear’s on
Again I turn away when what we share’s gone
So…

(Bridge – anna wise)

If this is not the hardest part
I wanna part
Before it gets too deep
If passion dies within routine
I’ll come clean
Leave me be, baby

(Hook – anna wise and deacon the villain)

Lovin’ ain’t easy when you running scared
Could have been fearless and unprepared
Lovin’ ain’t easy when you running scared
Could have been fearless and unprepared
Looking Back

(V2 – deacon)

Under the twilight, and we living the Miller Highlife
Le Petite Mort, my lady we bout to die twice
I won’t surrender and you won’t surrender yurn
Whatever happens after this moment’s of no concern
But it’s hard to stop the burn when you fueled by the friction
Increased heart rate only confused my addiction
We wired for desire, dangers to ourselves
Flying under the radar in the hangers with the stealths
My muse, sleeps deep within time
I go to her for credit though I need to decline
It’s easy to cross a line and blame ya flesh for the crime
I’m sorry it’s just the way we designed
My dear we should leave here, I’m talking bout one at a time though
‘Cause you got me changin’ my mind slow
Leave here, says that voice in the back of my spine
As I awake and the moment rewinds

14). Hypnopomp (Epilogue)

(Bianca Floyd)
Life is but a dream
Once, two sons were born to Nyx,
Goddess of night and Hypnos, god of sleep
The eldest was Morpheus, who lived in the visions of dreamers
Rising to his calling meant someone must abandon all other paths
For the prospect of greatness

Thus heroes and kings called Morpheus “the Destiny Bringer;”
To accept his gift required impossible risk
And loneliness in the midst of adoration
But to deny him: madness

Then there was Phobetor whom they called “the Dread Crawler”
For he dwelled only in nightmares
And fed on the acrid fumes of human fear
A shapeshifter, he appeared as the manifestation of terror
Forcing a choice between the path of uncertainty
And the path of mediocrity

To meet Phobetor’s gaze required great courage;
To look away: shame
Only in the grey hour, in the moments of shadow and light
Will the balance of power dangle
Between the Destiny Bringer’s favour
And the Dread Crawler’s wrath
Only there between waking and sleep
Will we recognize our true path

15). Embers

(V1 – natti)

I’m cloaked in smoke, but feel no flames
Folks float around me, but I see no wings
No halos or hounds, pitchforks or gates
Or omnipotent voice that picks course of fate
Did a life of indecision build a dream scape prison
Where light isn’t manufactured, but captured inside a prism?
In a state between sleep and awake
Feels closest to hypnosis with an infinite wake
Then a fog dissipates revealing crimson fields
Crept on by a fawn with flaming heels
Eyes red as stop signs with a mane of quills
As I gaze past hills of diamond trees
I see a silhouette rest upon golden leaves
With the body of a goddess and a face of dreams
A half naked Meagan Good in a Pagan hood
Kissed me on the cheek we didn’t speak, but I understood
It wasn’t Heaven that I was seeking, but a haven I sought
A canvas of the mind painted with my thoughts

(V2 – KNO)

Everything ain’t what it seems
I wake up to find I’m inside of a dream this side of a dream
See buried deep inside the seams of my screams
Are beings and other-worldly things rarely seen
Might be psychosis or maybe I chose this
The night approaches every time the eye closes
See a burning bush, feel like I’m Moses
Burn so much Kush I feel like Amosis
All my images are morgues and moons
And every fork in the road moves through Freud and Jung
In the darkness no orchard blooms
A state so dark sparks from torches consumed
It’s like I live in a fortress of doom
In the forest where the blood pours with force from my wounds
My body aches with this labotamy a part of me shakes
Open my eyes and awake

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