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WAVES

from OTHAWORLDLY by D=mc²

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AS THESE WAVES CIRCULATE
I DRIFT INTO A CERTAIN STATE
LIPS TO PIFF N DRIFT AWAY
GIVEN GIFTS TO TURN THE FATE
SIPPIN FIFTHS OF BOURBON STRAIGHT
FLIP A ZIP N EARN MY WEIGHT
FLIP THE SCRIPT LIKE KURT COBAIN WAIT
SPIT IT TILL MY WORDS ARE SANE
TWISTED DOSENT WORK MY BRAIN
SPLIT IT WHEN I WORK FOR DAYS
SPIT IT THRU THE PURPLE RAIN
SPINNIN THRU THE PURPLE HAZE
WINNIN CUZ THE WORDS ENGRAVED
FOREVER N ETERNALLY I LAY
THE FIRE DEEP WITHIN MY SOUL
LET IT BURN INFERNALLY
HEADS ALL TURN MY WORD IS DEEP
WHEN THESE 15S SURF CONCRETE
FROM EUGENE TO VENICE BEACH
POSTED CHILLIN KILLIN VILLIANS
SEEMS YOUR JUST THE MAN I SEEK
FACELESS MASK DISMANTLED TEETH
DEMON DEVIL DANCE WTH ME
NEVER GAVE ME ROOM TO BREATHE
HAD TO PACK MY BAGS N LEAVE
LEAVE TO FREE THESE SAN JUAN DREAMS
CLOSE TO FEELING CEILINGS APPEALING
BUT I CANT LAND MY G
I HOPE FOR SOMETHING SACRED TO COME VANISH ME
OVERCOMPENSATED WITH PATIENCE TO STAVE THE ANARCHY
OVER CONSTELLATIONS IN SPACESHIPS WE LEAVE THIS PLANET FREE
WAITING FOR THE LIGHTS INSIGHT SO BRIGHT TO FINALLY FEED MY DREAMS
PRAYING FOR THE NIGHTS WHERE LIGHTS TAKE TIME OUT TO STARE BACK AT ME
WAITING FOR THE OWL ON MY WINDOW TO COME TAKE ME PLEASE
I DONT TRUST THESE BEINGS PRECEDING TO ALWAYS MAKE ME BLEED
I DONT THINK I NEED EM FOR FREEDOM TO LIVE GRACEFULLY
DIDNT THINK I NEEDED A REASON TO LEAVE EM PRAY FOR ME
DINDNT SEEM TO BOTHER WHEN SEASONS JUST GAVE AWAY FROM ME
PEOPLE CHANGE REARRANGE SPEECH IS SO FAR OUT OF REACH
WHEN EVERYTHING IS SEVEN THINGS HUMBLE I AM PROUD TO BE
MUMBLES YOU GOT OUT OF ME WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH
TO PAINT THE VIVID PICTURE PRICELESS ALL THE THINGS I LOVE
WORDS ARE HARD TO SAY TO YOU WITH A GIFTED TWISTED TONGUE
MY MINDS ALIGNED ARCHAIC VIEWS WITH WAYS WE COULD HAVE WON
BUT YOU NEVER HAD THE PATIENCE FOR SAVIN MY STRANDED SUN
NEVER HAD THE CADENCE TO GRACE US WIT GOLDEN LUNGS
YEAH IVE HAD MY FUN N PLUS I PUFF ALOT OF FUNDS TO SMOKE
BUT WONDER WHY I FEEL SO FAR AWAY WHEN I GET CLOSE
WHY IM ALWAYS ON MY OWN HAUNTING LIKE A GHOST
WHY I GOT THE GIFT TO SPIT IT SICK UP OFF THE DOME
WHAT IS MY TRUE PURPOSE WHILE IM STRANDED HOME BASE EARTH
TIME TO GRAB A SHOVEL NOW JUST DIG INTO THE DIRT
IN SEARCH FOR WORDS LIKE ARTIFACTS ILL FIND THEM WHEN I CLOSE
MY EYES DIVIDE MY MENTAL TIDE EMBRACE THE SEVEN STONES
TASTE OF WHAT IVE KNOWN FROM TIMES I CAME BEFORE
MY CONCIOUS SLOWLY SLIPS TO SEA LIKE WAVES UPON THE SHORE
REMINDS ME OF MY SOUL SO COLD FROM FLOATING BACK AND FORTH
SOMETMES WISH TO GO BACK HOME RETURN WHERE WE WERE BORN
INSTRUMENT OF CHOICE MY VOICE ABUSE THESE VOCAL CHORDS
SOME WOULD EVEN SAY THIS MIXTURE IS A PERFECT STORM
HEADED TOWARDS THE LIGHTS HEADED TOWARDS ANOTHAWORLD



WAVES ARE METAPHORIC FOR IT POETRY I WRITE
FIGH FOR WHAT IS RIGHT UNTIL IT SHIFTS N CHANGES TIDES
TRULY BLISS TO BE ALIVE LIVIN OFF THIS BORROWED TIME
CANT GIVE UP YET CAUSE AN UPSET
GOTTA GIVE IT ONE MORE TRY


PHYSICALLY ALIGN SO I CAN FIND THE SHORE
FIND OUT WHATS UP IN YOUR MIND SOME MORE
GRINDIN ON MY MIND SINCE GIFT OF LIFE WAS TORN
BETWEEN ONE OF TWO PIECES THAT IM WRITING FOR
1 OR 2 REASONS THAT I LIKE THE STORMS
THE THUNDER KEEPS ME BREATHING
I DONT LIKE THE WARMTH
WANDER PATHS SO FREELY BUT STILL I WONDER WHY IM BORN
WHY MY LIFE BEEN TORCHED AND FORCED TO WALK OUT TO THE WAR
WHY THEY LIKE TO TORTURE ME MORBIDLY LIKE BEFORE
WHY THEY ALWAYS FORCIN ME TORTURE MY WOUNDED SOUL
TRY TO LIVE WITHOUT EM SEEMS TO FORCE INTO A HOLE
FORGETS ALL THINGS HES PROUD AS HE SMOKES ANOTHER BOWL
TURNS THE BEAT UP LOUDER NOW ITS POUNDIN ON THE SKULL
THE PEOPLE PLAY WITH POWDER PUSSISES PIMP EM LIKE A HO
PERSISTANCE MIXED WIT PATIENCE BE THE POWERS I BEHOLD
FACELESS FRIENDS SHOULD MAKE AMENDS I GOT EM IN MY SCOPE
ALWAYS PRAYIN FOR MY DOWNFALL HOPIN I WOULD CHOKE
TRIED TO HELP ME OUT THEY EVEN TIED THE FUCKIN ROPE
ILL PROLLY FADE TO BLACK IN FACT IM FEELIN LIKE IM CLOSE
LOOSEN UP THE NOUSSE BUT STILL THEY GOT ME BY THE THROAT

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from OTHAWORLDLY, released June 1, 2015

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