Extraordinarily mundane
The freckles in your eyes and brain
Exploding with the force of a thousand lives lost in the ocean
While I'm swimming through my emotions
Tender lies swept up under continents
While I'm practicing verbal incontinence
In a constant state of incompetence
Since sense don't come commonly to me
Tell me, rainbow
How am I supposed to be?
Do you f*ck with the war?
Do you f*ck with isis?
Do you f*ck with this global identity crisis?
And where are you going to hide
When the bombs start dropping on the outside of your mind?
Expressive, like a paintbrush
Like a chain around my ankles
I'm getting f*cked up trying to walk
I'm getting f*cked up trying to talk
I'm getting
Suckled by the greedy bastards
I am
Getting
Closer to the answer
I been thinkin' lately
I shouldn't blink so hard
Cause the tremors from my eyelids crashing down make cracks in the ground
Loosen the seams of my well-crafted grounding in this lucid f*cking dream
Should I f*ck with the war?
Should I f*ck with isis?
Should I f*ck with this global identity crisis?
And where in the world am I going to hide
When the bombs start dropping outside of my own mind?