Moving Video (MV)

Feel the chime
None of it matters
Feel the chime
None of it matters
No ink splatters
No more patterns
No more stains or stencils
No crown or dentals
Just frowns from mental
Too much for the pencil, yeah, yeah
You been running central yeah, yeah
All the shit I went through yeah, yeah
You done put a dent through me, me
I've got scars look can you see, see
I'm not tryna cop a plea, please
I'm just trying to break free, free
Yeah, I'm just tryna leave, leave, leave, leave
I don't know where I'm going
You play while I'm just showing
I don't know where I'm going
You play while I'm just showing
I just gotta keep on moving
I don't know what else I'm doing
I just gotta keep on moving
I don't know what else I'm doing
In my introspective bag, see the owl on the panel
I keep this shit stored in me like water in a camel
Rather express how I feel than get hype on tracks
I write my own narratives I'm tight on facts
I tie up all the loose ends like a noose
Know these consequences come from what you choose
Excessive with the care hoping it'll translate back
Cause the shit inside me's more harmful than a cigarette pack
And I'm tarred by the respect I give out
The trade is what it's always been about
As it goes lights out, time for a new dawn
Taken too long for me to return to form
Shrouded in the darkness of this suit
Leave those behind me destitute
Silence sufficed I'm resolute
There's no one for me to gesture to
I've blessed a few and they've been counting my sneezes
The spirits climb out, all but one wheezes
The air is thin through all of the breezes
I don't know where I'm going
You play while I'm just showing
I don't know where I'm going
You play while I'm just showing
I just gotta keep on moving
I don't know what else I'm doing
I just gotta keep on moving
I don't know what else I'm doing