Alright. Here it goes
Now here it starts
It strikes the heart
We may go far
But times are hard
It's that time again to speak from the mind
Talks of what's mine, what's fine or not fine
Contemplation, orientation to what I fight and get by
To describe the temptations from the depths of inside
From the joy of the void to the noise that annoys
My composure is perturbed, where I'm cursed and it hurts
It's a horde of the worst, it's a whore that absorbs
That insures I'm disturbed in any sense of a verb
The slips of yesterday that screws today
Which shits on my days till the day I'm laid to rest
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
Damn
Anxiety boy, cause the intensity is killing me
A frightening toy, cause it plays with me intentionally
And shockingly, it makes those scenes, nightmarish screams
Krueger comes in, experiments, my head then spins
Like cougars running, 4 times their speed, through NASCAR trails
And I'm just punning with words but still, I bite my nails
The future sits still bringing its will forward until
My mind is cleared, I ain't made of steel, and I'm not a seer
God, please, I plea, stop me from me rhyming with these
Words creeping in, striking with tease unwillingly
Yet these complex concepts can't cut the cuss
Curse caused by counts of chaotic cons
The consequences and calamities
That crops my life straight quarterly
But this crap must stop, these are just thoughts
These trips I take be like Groundhog Day
Rinse and repeat the things that I gotta say
Shame
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
So the more I think, the more pain it brings
Every time I blink, is like I cease to exist
Should I go extinct? All I gain are sins
Am I indistinct? Then if I must insist
I'll be leaving my misdeeds down the kitchen sink
Draining every drop of sweat and blood from my palms and wrist
And potentially
Have a role on this earth where I roll
I can soar and live for what is worth
Exponentially
But to ensure I do so I'll just pray to the Lord
Beat up all the fiends, whether awake or asleep
Keep up with a dream, maintained or stay cheap
Whichever it may be, I need to be me
I can get discouraged with tiredness
As if sudden costs of insurances are rising
So if I'm gonna finance for assurances
I'll let doubters know that my life is all surprising
So, I'll stop you, brain, all your thoughts are done
I'll fight this pain, surely I won't run
These concepts spend 40 laps around
Bits of me fade but I won't back down
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Alright. Here it goes
Now here it starts
It strikes the heart
We may go far
But times are hard
It's that time again to speak from the mind
Talks of what's mine, what's fine or not fine
Contemplation, orientation to what I fight and get by
To describe the temptations from the depths of inside
From the joy of the void to the noise that annoys
My composure is perturbed, where I'm cursed and it hurts
It's a horde of the worst, it's a whore that absorbs
That insures I'm disturbed in any sense of a verb
The slips of yesterday that screws today
Which shits on my days till the day I'm laid to rest
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
Damn
Anxiety boy, cause the intensity is killing me
A frightening toy, cause it plays with me intentionally
And shockingly, it makes those scenes, nightmarish screams
Krueger comes in, experiments, my head then spins
Like cougars running, 4 times their speed, through NASCAR trails
And I'm just punning with words but still, I bite my nails
The future sits still bringing its will forward until
My mind is cleared, I ain't made of steel, and I'm not a seer
God, please, I plea, stop me from me rhyming with these
Words creeping in, striking with tease unwillingly
Yet these complex concepts can't cut the cuss
Curse caused by counts of chaotic cons
The consequences and calamities
That crops my life straight quarterly
But this crap must stop, these are just thoughts
These trips I take be like Groundhog Day
Rinse and repeat the things that I gotta say
Shame
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
So the more I think, the more pain it brings
Every time I blink, is like I cease to exist
Should I go extinct? All I gain are sins
Am I indistinct? Then if I must insist
I'll be leaving my misdeeds down the kitchen sink
Draining every drop of sweat and blood from my palms and wrist
And potentially
Have a role on this earth where I roll
I can soar and live for what is worth
Exponentially
But to ensure I do so I'll just pray to the Lord
Beat up all the fiends, whether awake or asleep
Keep up with a dream, maintained or stay cheap
Whichever it may be, I need to be me
I can get discouraged with tiredness
As if sudden costs of insurances are rising
So if I'm gonna finance for assurances
I'll let doubters know that my life is all surprising
So, I'll stop you, brain, all your thoughts are done
I'll fight this pain, surely I won't run
These concepts spend 40 laps around
Bits of me fade but I won't back down
Now here it starts
It strikes the heart
We may go far
But times are hard
It's that time again to speak from the mind
Talks of what's mine, what's fine or not fine
Contemplation, orientation to what I fight and get by
To describe the temptations from the depths of inside
From the joy of the void to the noise that annoys
My composure is perturbed, where I'm cursed and it hurts
It's a horde of the worst, it's a whore that absorbs
That insures I'm disturbed in any sense of a verb
The slips of yesterday that screws today
Which shits on my days till the day I'm laid to rest
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
Damn
Anxiety boy, cause the intensity is killing me
A frightening toy, cause it plays with me intentionally
And shockingly, it makes those scenes, nightmarish screams
Krueger comes in, experiments, my head then spins
Like cougars running, 4 times their speed, through NASCAR trails
And I'm just punning with words but still, I bite my nails
The future sits still bringing its will forward until
My mind is cleared, I ain't made of steel, and I'm not a seer
God, please, I plea, stop me from me rhyming with these
Words creeping in, striking with tease unwillingly
Yet these complex concepts can't cut the cuss
Curse caused by counts of chaotic cons
The consequences and calamities
That crops my life straight quarterly
But this crap must stop, these are just thoughts
These trips I take be like Groundhog Day
Rinse and repeat the things that I gotta say
Shame
Please stop it, brain, that your thoughts are vile
Quit charging me many times per mile
These concepts race 40 laps around
Bits of me fade for in time I'm downed
So the more I think, the more pain it brings
Every time I blink, is like I cease to exist
Should I go extinct? All I gain are sins
Am I indistinct? Then if I must insist
I'll be leaving my misdeeds down the kitchen sink
Draining every drop of sweat and blood from my palms and wrist
And potentially
Have a role on this earth where I roll
I can soar and live for what is worth
Exponentially
But to ensure I do so I'll just pray to the Lord
Beat up all the fiends, whether awake or asleep
Keep up with a dream, maintained or stay cheap
Whichever it may be, I need to be me
I can get discouraged with tiredness
As if sudden costs of insurances are rising
So if I'm gonna finance for assurances
I'll let doubters know that my life is all surprising
So, I'll stop you, brain, all your thoughts are done
I'll fight this pain, surely I won't run
These concepts spend 40 laps around
Bits of me fade but I won't back down
Writer: Max Montes-Rodriguez
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