what's your excuse today
opportunities folding away
fear is suppressing you
melting into decay
the same shit day after day
do you ever look into your eyes
and just laugh
doubt it I bet you never have
you're fuckin at half staff
time on my behalf
your only crime in my eyes
stagnant art isn't art
real art tears your eyes apart
sweat dripping from my chest
leaking out my heart I confess
never oppressing success
my heart is smarter
my heads a monster
been locked up like the loch ness
making me come at you harder
there's no thrill in the kill
or sin in my skin
only truth in my boots
I've kicked truth into shins
never paralyzed wholly confident
as I openly grin
I look upon this earth and wonder if
it'll ever cease to be grim
happy is realized sometimes forgotten
peoples fear can't turn a good mind rotten
if fears tentacles are never idealized
then your fruits can never be penalized
