Gnarl

It’s not pessimism if I’m right. Just shut the lights off. I cannot fight. Emulate right talk, Say it again and again. Clapping again and again. The speakers do make a demand, to dance. Will you understand? I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. But I ain’t joking, though I might be laughing; just how I handle the stakes but stay ready for action. If it’s too serious; just a distraction. Manipulate fear and your passion and turn it to magic. All the things holding you back like hooks in your back, don’t stay too attached. We love being under cuz it provides comfort. We feign that we’re fawning for air. We’re faking the ways that we wish we get rid of despair. Adopt some new sage, as wisdom does dare. Sing and then dance, these moments we share. Simpler lines, nothing compares. Complexity lays in the lies that we are the heirs of the world or like something. We getting like nothing. Nothings a lot to be gunning. I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. It’s not pessimism if I’m right. Just shut the lights off. I cannot fight. Emulate right talk, Say it again and again. Clapping again and again. The speakers do make a demand, to dance. Will you understand? I don’t think we will. Call my psychiatrist to get some new pills. Done with my Prozac, they ain’t fixing my will. I need something new. something that I haven’t seen a trillion times in my dreams. Something to take the pain from me. Why do I feel that I bleed, but look so ok? Not just ok. I’m looking great. Never had beef so I’m raising the stakes. Fuck you if you do not do what it takes. It’s taking it all. The road is not straight, It may have you appalled. So you fix your head. Too long have we stalled, Injecting with lead. Must I conduct all the heat? At least get me some meds That work. (Out of my way, I’m going first) It’s not pessimism if I’m right. Just shut the lights off. I cannot fight. Emulate right talk, Say it again and again. Clapping again and again. The speakers do make a demand, to dance. Will you understand? I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. I mean it’s silly. I mean it’s funny. If you are joking then why are you running. Isn’t that something? You say it’s cynical, Laughing from chi in my tummy. I might wanna go home. Am I an imp or explode? Ask imposter syndrome. I fall from the weight of my bones. Hardly supported by our ego. Believe me tho i have Been reborn, Again and again. Not some shroom trip, That’s sophomoric shit; I learned of my ends before I began. That will teach you to stand. First you will crawl. Then you will learn, The ground burns. Raise your head while gravity lets.