Psycauliflower Video (MV)

I ain't written in a while so I'm typing on this keyboard
Fight to be enlightened and I'm right to want to see more
Right to want to be more, I take another detour
Ready to die and confident like strapping up with C-4
Let's wrap it up and before this shit gets any bit serious
But wait a minute, push to the edge 'cause after all I'm curious
I'm furious with joy and fascinated with depression
This lesson that I learned exacerbated every session
Second guessing every move I've ever made without a thought
When the truth is autopilot is the best of what I've got
I'm the plot of the story and the topic of your speech
I'm the irony of lesson and I'm mocking what you teach
While we're blocking what you preach, smoking blunts in ocean beach
Sipping potion in a dosage your emotion never reached
You're a ghost and when it meets with an energy as this
I'm both breathing life and deleting the genesis

Meditative attributed sequencing is on
Levels reach their breaking point, breaking through the swarm
I plan to arm through travels in silence, dusk and dawn
Bust the green right through the lawn or concrete that we skate upon
Imagine there is no open mindedness
The paradoxical exploding past the assurance of what time it is
I've touched down only when grounded for consciousness
You'll feel the inner purpose rise when you give light to sacred sight
Masonic? Demonic? Bionic? Try out the psycauliflower power howl from beyond it
I'm fond of the honorary, contrary the "pawn its"
Lost in the dishonest sonnets that bomb like natural comets
The news projects it forward to lead us off into marches
I'll settle in the marshes, becoming one with the stars kid
Just notice you're an artist, and slip further and further away from monetary hardships