Conscious


Like brakes amended, shit intended, comes all the world so I better check my eyes, not okay, I delay, I donÕt give a fuck if itÕs the right or wrong way. Pop world fills society, turns society, shit in life that makes your mind feel mighty. No tweaking, easy drinking, damn, listen up; you sweat, IÕll think.

Conscious. Serious lies.
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies. 

I have to walk alone amongst this s, this s thatÕs spit, now give it to me give. He was supposed to stay a little late; youÕre looking at my eyes you wonÕt get there anyway. At the entwine, did you know I go blind? Say, yell it, youÕll be just fine. Good, god another day, such like, no more, weÕll just be sickÉ.

Conscious. Serious lies.
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies. 

I see it through. No, actually IÕm blind.
I hear what you see. No, actually IÕm deaf.
I talk. No, actually IÕm mute.
I run from it. No, actually IÕm paralyzed.
But I feel, yes I feel, yes I feel, yes I...feel.

Lackadaisical, most instances, listen to the rhymes will flow right from my s. Until you watch it march right into your fuckin face. I can hear you now, black box hear me say. (Roars) to my eyes in me anyway, another time IÕll give it back round, round. Another time, what is that you say, more time for the pain.

I wanted more than you had to offer.
I want moreÉstillÉ

Living life is all. I see the burrow. Mine. (Much)

Conscious. Serious lies.
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies. 
Conscious. Serious lies.