Lucid

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I'm riding high or I'm low
on life or depressed
but the higher I go
the more I must rest!
But the more I'm possessed
to strive for the best.
Darker I grow as I bleed from my chest.

Couches swallow me but keep me afloat
while I'm building up my colonies, I am blistering the my throat.
I'm thinking out loud again, I don't want you to know
but I needed a new track so I spit something dope...

It always never feels right. The hallways barely have light.
Walking tallways, maybe tonight? It's like all days i'm just "alright."
5am: I force my self awake, I dreamt of you again. For god's sake,
when will this end? Not today. Fuck sleeping in. STAY AWAKE!

It always never feels right. The hallways barely have light.
Walking tallways, maybe tonight? It's like all days i'm just "all right."
5am: I force my self awake, I dreamt of you again. For god's sake,
when will this end? Not today. Fuck sleeping in. STAY AWAKE!

They say "when you die in your dreams, you die in real life."
But when I die in my own dreams, I wake up alive.

Sleeping while driving, dreaming I am riding high on a lion till you decided
to fly in and dive and rip right into my n-e-c-k. These things you say
might be smoke on the roof. You don't see it bleeds through this windowless room and it fully consumes like a poodle in a monsoon. Eat spoonful of noodles made of steel wool, till you feel full.

Sleeping while driving, dreaming I am riding high on a lion till you decided
to fly in and dive and rip right into my n-e-c-k. These things you say
might be smoke on the roof. You don't see it bleeds through this windowless room and it fully consumes like a poodle in a monsoon. Eat spoonful of noodles made of steel wool, till you feel full.

Used to have a heart; now my ribs holster fire arms.
I'm shooting with a purposed bullet. Thats a cue for you to move, I'm lucid!
Used to have a heart; now my ribs holster fire arms.
I'm shooting with a purposed bullet. Thats a cue for you to move, I'm lucid!

Some dreams you force yourself awake! And some dreams you force yourself to make!
Some dreams you force yourself awake! And some dreams you force yourself to make!

The clouds are all mad but they rain like they're not.
I feel like a gnat, I shoulda been swat
out of your thoughts. I live in your crotch. "Flame light to a moth."
It's the life I've been taught.

Is it nerves or my guilt
attempting to kill
a romance that feels
too good to be real?
A thrill on a stilt.
Sex in a pill.
I'm sorry I spilt, I'm just ill with the quill.

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from L'appel Du Vide, track released August 29, 2015

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