Genesis

When I'm by myself I find my mind starts drifting somewhere else

It's not inside this dimension, it's definitely somewhere else

I wrestle with my thoughts, constant wrestle with my mental health

I'm put on life-support, I've been put upon the highest shelf

My whole life I've been fighting

This cake it don't have icing

These mantras I'm reciting

They're mean to keep me sane

I don't know if they're working

Cerebral cortex hurting

Maybe it's all learning?

Maybe it's cause

Life is a lottery, what an anomaly

Sometimes it's riches, and sometimes it's poverty

Sometimes your nerves have been fried by neuropathy

Begging the surgeon to have a lobotomy

Honestly, I'm a speak honestly, honestly

Life is ironically fucking me chronically

I have been ill in myself and it bothers me

License for killing myself, call me Connery

Ah, I'ma be straight with you now

I'ma go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

People die-late in the dark

Noah was late for the ark

Hmm, Noah was late for the ark

Genesis rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis pain in the art

Genesis aim for the heart

Genesis

Genesis

When I'm by myself I find my mind starts drifting somewhere else

It's not inside this realm of though, it's definitely somewhere else

Wage war upon my demons, I've been knocking down the gates of hell

A heretic, a heathen, I've been screaming in this padded cell

It's pain making, my pain waking, it's painstakingly cold

My soul aching, my bones breaking when holding onto control

Wrap yellow tape round the body shape, put the body in the bag zip close

It's malignant, it's mutating, it's such a sight to behold

Ah ha, mh hm

Let me be real for a second, mhm

Tongue is a gun, it's a weapon, hm

Reload blat, beat, dead em, mhm

Beast mode, Armageddon, get em

Let me take the wheel for a second

Hit a hoop like Shaquille O'Neal with aggression

Regroup with a three point steal in succession

Swish swoop and I'm making them feel the profession

Making them feel the profession

Making them feel the profession

Time is the author, the lesson

Time is a murderous weapon

Time is a curse and a blessing

Time is confined in the eye of my mind

That reminds me that life is just slipping right by

Take my piece of the pie

And then feed and unwind

I find freedom in rhymes

To defy my depression

I'ma be straight with you now

I'ma go straight for the heart

Pupils dilate in the dark

People die-late in the dark

Noah was late for the ark

Hmm, Noah was late for the ark

Genesis rain and it rain when it starts

Genesis pain in the art

Genesis aim for the heart

Genesis

Genesis