Celadon

I procrastinate more

Just to pass the days forward

If I don't have to wake up in bed an acid rain pour

And that's fantastic stay poor

But all the passes paid for

So I don't ask, I run up fast, and find a pack to make more

This fast-paced world brought the tortoise to its knees

Just to put my worlds to ease I miss the forest for the trees

When it gets slow I don't believe there's anything left pulling me

So I just need to build a lever if it's fooling you it's fooling me

I'm fully dueling who you see

When you first are new to me

So gimme a moment to reflect and I'll get better usually

But thaaaaaaaaat's not the point of your presence

I need to know that there's more, I keep on learning this lesson

I need to grow

But still, I seek the same roads

Sometimes the answers in me aren't the ones that's best to know

Sometimes the radar jams and I can't exit on my own

Sometimes I need a plan it's back to X's and the O's

EXO, EXO, EXO, EXO, EXO

Yeah yeah

Yuh yuh

What you mean, what's the deal, what you talking bout?

The little details tend to send me sideways

Every step that we had took turned to walk-arounds

Sometimes I worry that I'm just another migraine

I put my best foot forward in the swampland

I think my attitude's what's fucking up the muck

She say she wanna have fun, on the one hand

She look at me I think I'm sucking all that up

I put my pride on a pedestal; it's pedal to the metal

What you want and what I got about a mile from the vessel

I ain't Mr. Fantastic, I'm stretched too thin

Pressed my sticks to the boards and still let you win

You watched me grow from out the vines and never cut me when I stuck you

I hope I never see the day those "love me"s turn to "fuck you"s

Jotting notes down, low down dirty you should've heard me

I been too sleep, waking up late and jugging early

It's some itty-bitty rain drops

Drown me in the broad day

Guess I left my strings out

Play me like it's Broadway

You love me through my shortcomings I fuck with you the long way

I fumbled through the metrics trying to measure where your gods stay

Yuh yuh, aye

Yuh yuh, wha

Yuh yuh, aye

Uh

I start my day by carving it out of the hardest clay

Trying my darndest, aiming to reconstruct the shape

But since it hardens way to promptly, I disregard the detail instead concentrating on getting it roughly okay

There's a fine line between acceptable and not

Therefore I counteract my failures with embellishment a lot

But when the ruse succeeds, they tell me "cherish what I've got"

So I can't help it but feel helpless, must confess I'm at a loss

I need to find a better hobby

Than lying to myself it never calms me

My smiling face these days closer resembling a zombie's

Me running from my pain seems to inevitably harm me

Perhaps I've been neglectful of specifics and particulars

Allowing my subconscious mind to conceal that which triggers hurt, word

I'm putting on my dancing shoes today

I'll meet you in the details and out-dance you once we face

Rav

Rav, not Rahv, Rave, Roove

Rav, R-A-V, Rav

Rav

Rrav

Rav

Bye-bye