Tuck in my shirt first, tuck in my mouth next
Into the dot Wav, live in a dot Text
Awaken eight times, lay in the same mess
Misplaced face rearranged in the same hex
Roll on the bed, rather roll on the tape decks
Heat make the sheet stick, fold in the cape sex
With the shadows on the wall always come vex
My nightmares, like I need an audience
Applauding at the physical manifestation given
Of a cortex livid's like a fire from a wiverin
I'm delivering my own self from evil
Hand never steady but go touch the needle
The only reliever the groove fit the beetle
That crawl my cerebral before I was fetal
Within a semblance of bipedal
But crawl through the days thinking if I could fly eagle
You have an enemy, in Douglas Jones. That's what I came to tell you
I shouldn't complain though, you're only as healthy as you feel. You're only as healthy as you feel.
I'm a volatile molecule penetrating the follicles
Opposite of the optical functioning as a colander
Filtering out the palpable sensation stopping yo
Vision, from living with uninhibited power show
Eyes lie they only show you the outline
Leviathans lie in the vibrations and outcry
Sending a message in dark of night say to count my
Blessings I'm etching the pen attempting out outshine
Light in the shadows, cling to instrumentals rattle
To a baby play the cattle pray the shepherd never battle
He lose I move to tackle, forced to choose I choose the saddle
Rather die than live in shackles from the fear I always grapple
Snowfall turn the paved road to ice
Rather keep my edge than win on loaded dice
Playing dangerous games, go to goad the vice
Inspiration craved stay and roll it twice
Ah, mercury, sweetest of the transition metals
I am the arm, and I sound like this