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It's my consciousness pondering

Lost, in bondage but wandering, off

And on the atomic automaton in my brain

 

Hopping on to the same train of thought

When I'm lost in the same game that I play

When I maintain the main sane state of mind

Of the mainstream, hang me

 

By a rope at the coast of the ocean

That's coated with baby lotion

Maybe holding on to innocence will make me slip

And if not, then maybe I was meant to take the risk

 

Lady Liberty's a bitch when I miss being taken care of

But lately I've just been scared of my dependency's remission

Listen: giving a fuck about wishes of vigilant angels

I live with a flickering halo, and we are all up in the same boat

 

Same smoke blackens the lungs of a generation

I happen to stay complacent when smoking like fireplaces

But hoping to make it rain and put the fire out

I think extinguishing the fire comes first

It might sting, it might hurt

 

To chuck the pipe and lighter, but it hurts to fuck my life

When she's inspired to reach higher, retiring my supplier

McGyvering, or trying, the wiring of my brain to make

A fame-worthy writer who's a special kind of insane

 

In name, only; got DB-one Kanobe to show me the goalie's

Only in my mind, and if I find the time to rhyme then I can

Beat the game,