time wasted due to a lack of faith

 

and I know sometimes it feels like we're headed towards the tragic fate 

 

either way

 this world will never get to me and I will not just fade away

 

I'll burn out bright like Kurt Cobain just like a tragedy

 

you can let it define you as a man

 but I'm beyond definition 

so I stay as defiant as I can 

 

 

the signals red 

gain up so im peeking

 

your messages get lost because mine are louder 

minor what they want cuz I got what they're seeking 

 

these people are freaking. out. 

 

 

life ain't what they thought it was about 

 

reality ain't what it used to be

 

funny cuz this isn't news to me

 

been this way my whole life 

 

so I had to learn to see what could not be seen 

to decipher wrong from right 

 

to search through darkness to find the light

 

so I played with all the puzzles that they handed me 

 

I took all and gave back only insanity 

 

it was fucking bulshit can't you see 

I was planning things 

 

 

had faith in each one and that faith gave them wings 

 

now everytime I go off the deep end they catch me 

 

live every second like it was a minute cuz these moments are a blessing 

 

 

but this is my reality and you're just in it 

 

and other words your fake as fuck 

which makes your perception diminish 

your perceptions just a vibe that I devour 

 

I climb up high and sing my song on top of towers

 

 

I am the man this lifes my hour 

 

fly 

you look so gloomy and sour 

 

you let the world get to you again didn't you 

 

it's time to step up take control and show some power 

 

 

cuz you could be the man to this 

this could be your hour 

 

together let's make em eat shit 

 

choke on their words 

drowning em in em like golden showers 

 

 

then we'll let the Flies bring them flowers 

 

and they've been hounding me all day 

 

for a job so they'll get paid

 

but I piss them off and make them wait

 

 

after I take out the guess work

 I give em one 

it's less work 

 

and you can bet your bottom line that its prevailing wage

 

(yes sir)

 

so when it's time to work I open the cage 

 

which in turn leads to much rage 

 

take what once was simple and complicate

 

so that this world don't know what I'm doing 

 

I'm fucking up the Fate

it wants me to conform

but I'm making my own way 

 

I won't have them recited for me 

that would be boring for me  

 

being an old man whose life score was only 40 

 

on a scoreboard that goes forever 

 

that shit just ain't me because I'm too fucking clever 

 

 

and I'm just too free 

this life I live will out last forever 

 

forevers just the number that I scribble on a page

 

decided by me when I make time wait 

 

cuz yellows holding up a second 

while the whole world second guesses  

 

you're running out of both 

 and somehow you can't stop the external stresses

 

I know you see the light just take it in 

eppervesent