I gave feed bk in threads;

3 minds combined

Ego trip

This is my life

(intro)
Short summers, an long winters/
COLD war, COLD people, WARM fingers/
Visable breath of silent whispers/
the season of arctic, CHILLS an swelling blisters/


Sitting back, decaying lungs, burning papers in tabaco/
smoke floats with the air flow, rapid memories of agro/
veins POP, like EYES, paleing skin like Jacko/ (MJ)
dark clouds emulate mortal brains, no love for the mistletoe/
broken boiler, cracked windows, the breeze brushes my hair/
chilling spines, SOLID tears, but I don't seem to care/
I refuse to move, I refuse to fear the air/
zombies stare, I remain seated in my creased arm chair/
characters adapt to this cold climate/
"Rain drops falling on my head", from the mouth of 'Issac'/
I look up in search for heaven, an see the Angles plummet/
Fix my mind an start climbing, to reach the mountains summit/
I keep my HEAD up, but my NECK won't hold/
My mind straight like my sexuality, stand STRAIGHT, never fold/
So cold, I place my glacial palms over the burning coal/
Try'na keep my chain of thought, and the weed I just rolled/
coz destitute scavengers want all 4 nothin'/
Like, I made this without help... an everybody wants sum thing'/
I too been BITTEN by FROST and kissed by SLEEP'S cousin/
It's a spiritual WAR, an both sides of my conscience are tuggin'/
I get so HIGH I can see the HILLS in CYPRSS/ (get it)
An when I get to the hill I might just/
jump an won't stop like red lights an hitch hikers/
an if I survive I'll probably meet some flesh eating tigers/
give my ghost up soon as I expiriance the warp of frantic lifers/
So I Rap all day, an still see other forms of biters/

(Outro)
Can I live... despite the cold
Will I live... despite the cold

could I live despite the cold
would I live despite the cold