Wax this metapmorphosis as I persist to insist for innocent bliss..
Defined through this vision sprawled out.. reminisc..
Spark a newp and let lexicons twist..
Til I knot up your throat swallowing all o' this..
Paintin images like krylon bombs on city landscapes in NYC.. Beauty through chaos and perpetualizin' my manifest destiny..
A fist and a can scream let me be, let me be..
Longin for truth beyond reach and comprehension..
I clock time and rip through this fourth dimension just to ease the tension I mention..
Facing a future with no security or a pension..
Dispensin' metaphors on all fours as I drop to these floors..
To see eye to eye with those who proceed to ignore..
That the future they seek exists nevermore, nevermore..
The raven is knockin and death stand in the door..
Sickle gleamin'.. as he smiles I'm screamin'..
God save my soul from this internal demon..
Like a bomb on my heart and I can't see the timer..
Tell me how to disable the primer..
I'm scared to death to inhale my next breath..
Savor each one cause I can't know how many are left..
Each day is a gift that I still can't unwrap..
Because the puzzle pieces are missin' and I can't find a map.. there's just no headin' back..
I'm lost in the maze of my mental abstract...