Absolem
Who are you?
We are fleas to a dog
Every time you blow a marijuana cigarette, you take a chance of blowing your future
Oh common pops
Interesting
Leeches to logs
Increasingly small
A piece of a dot
A sting of a thought
To think, that we bees or a wasp
It's mind shattering that we aren't a God
The world circles the sun, and not we as we thought
Our noggins are throbbing, they teetering tottering
I see it and saw it, these meaningless problems
Our feelings revolve, only exist in our mind
A bliss to realize, this jinx of a life
Is only a figment, extinguished in a blink of an eye
I reach in the sky
And snatch up the comets, the planets, and the galaxy ball it up
Wind back and I launch down and stand up upon it
Smash it and stomp it, couldn't fathom the power in Thanos' Gauntlet
Is this X's complex or the blasphemy talking?
Am I actually Allah?
That field of stone I long to be
The sound of silence in the breeze
I'll wait for you so patiently
Once we are one we'll be complete
Follow the colony through the walls and the hallways
To the Queen I'm a toss away, to the fleas I'm a monolith
Subconscious dichotomy always feeding the greedy the constant
Self-authentification; how do you love someone strongly?
And they don't care if you live or perish you
Could even have rips and tears in your parachute
As you jump from the air at two hundred kilometers
Wouldn't blink or despair if you splat underground
They would laugh and just stare at you
Forsaken by nature, my Father created an angel
With wings made of flames, I'm mischievous, playful
He damned me to hell because I ain't been the same
Since I'm facing decisions to be changing the way the world's face is arranged
I'm the savior
But I'm reborn once again
God, we cannot be friends
That field of stone I long to be
The sound of silence in the breeze
I'll wait for you so patiently
Once we are one we'll be complete
This animal planet
Humanity's damaged or maybe my sanity's vanished
This vanity sandwiched me between frantically panicking
In and out of existence and Calamity Gannon
I get a breath of the wild life, the planet is bandited
Yosemite Sam'in, the pheromones pumping
The cannon's are dancing, the Tarantula's hunting
The prey that I'm sensing's in the web that I spun up
And praying to who? Ain't an angel with an angle for saving you
Hyena demeanor, haha, maybe true, grazing through
Ya brain's with the fangs of a Sabretooth
Crazy glue, I stick to the tapes but I'm stuck in molasses
An escape from the mold, but I'm cuffed and attached to these rubber elastics
This smoke I'm exhausting, my lungs is collapsing
I'm smothered by rap but that's a fact thats smothering Jack