The Rabbithole (feat. Terra Lopez)

How far does this rabbit hole go?

Alice in a blunderland, flammable so

Animals roam and the catacomb slows

Searching for capital, searching for hope

Churning the sad into tangible goals

They're burning their flags to adapt to the cold

Ration control, happiness sold

Eye-for-eye habits, a cannibal cult

They feed me cyanide tablets

They breathe low at the sight of my panic

Heavy-hearted, mind if I stab it?

Depths of my sanity, height of my madness

I'm on prescriptions, iodine tablets

I don't trust the water, so why would I have it?

Jim jones with the kool-aid, sip slow

Two faces, one slit throat

Animals pile and the ocean's a medicine

Alcohol files, the coke and the mescaline

Antidote style, smoke for adrenaline

And I don't smile, it exposes my skeleton

I got the soul of an elephant

Grieving the lost on a road that's so desolate

Echoes are still resonant, the ghost of the oedipus

And dear God letters that I wrote for the hell of it

You see the tendencies

For them, it's to tend and cease, but not me

See, I can attend and get ten degrees

Attention-piqued, to ten ‘til the tenure's reached, but not me

Increase intensity

I'll walk 'til the tendons cease, achilles

I can walk to attend dead seas, and drown myself in it

Narcissus did it, give it any minute

I'll admit that I am just an artist that's a part of this equation, huh?

Nah, I'm a part of this aphasia

I fucked myself, so I'm auto-nymphomania

I gotta make-up words, it's getting harder to explain it but

The particles in my brain erupt

The pace is up, when I'm vulnerable and caught up in the mania

I'm in the cut off that indica, inner-cuts

Never seem to cease and so I zip it shut

I'm on a 50, a milli, a milli grams

Enough so I'm not a killi, a killing them

I feel a million, I'm the villain I'm

Antagonistic, vicious obsidian

But so purple inspired

Circlin' tired in a circus attire

Bumbling bubble bee, worker for hire

Build prisons to live in, and churches for liars

Perfect environments to purchase desire

Selling their souls for which version is higher

Parents used to listen to that earth, wind and fire

But I like cohen, bird on a wire

Moral compass is like: Fuck it, I don't need it

If it bleeds, then it can die, and if it dies then I can eat it

That includes minor demons, platitudes and my secrets that I keep

Atlas with the clavicle, so creep

With me as I crawl through the hood, maniac

Lunatic, or just unimpressed, yeah I've felt a hundred deaths

Facing all the greatest odds, but I'm in the hunt again

Pacing ‘til it makes me lost, swell until I'm puffer fish

Razor in an aching jaw, red all in my upper-lip

Take it with a grain of salt, set it in the cut you left

Painting on the caveman walls, sentences my lover said

I'll chase you down the rabbit hole until I lose my breath