作词 : SparkCurrent
作曲 : Stephenday
(Prod.Stephenday)
录音:RCS
混音:INKK
[Intro]
I used to live in my illusion
Used to meek and wild like I should been
Used to self-enclose my motive when I'm conducting my solution
Used to stick with my manuscript
Rapidly run out of assumption
Immersed in the concrete flow when I write solo it begins provoke
So what When I roll these tight bars
without remorse inside my mindset
There's a bind behind a pine boy filled with kindness
Get decided to be
dagger which stab into
screens of reality maybe rough but still keep slicing
No guidance just vibe with it
No chance think more just fighting it
Often idling inside canteen till my lexicon get it right with the scene
No tiredly but psyche plumbs the grim atmosphere
There's no need for interpretation all counts on bleak and snared
Anxieties may not releasable but stimulating me
The fact I live in is a propeller that initiated from fallen pieces
(If)You say trouble come close come close to my bitterness
Stephen steady beats my mental console indeed
And there's sequencing upon how my story stills
At least I enjoy these matter shattering negative ways
Take a slight punch on it
It's not called a remedy
But adhesive link strengthen my mind tear pressure in pieces
If you feel music so magnetic then there's your apex status
More smoothie to grab
There's acme of perfection
When I conduct my narrative" MATTER OF FACT" progression
Take no matter sacrifice and the dice is in my grasp
Caused by mental faculties
Guided by tips seem aimlessly
This mac gonna get reminiscence
turned into his bakery
Recipe for his own solvent saluted into Apathy's
Jams that made of mangosteen matched into vitamin
I cloud master the stream project it to your nerve and pleasure it
I put fragments together end up in compacts adaptively
"Concede I'm defeated" became a past-term illustration
Now it means to revive myself from the way I suffer unpleasantness
Seclusion still dominates me but it changed what it means to me
New potential energy with new plots and new sceneries
Duplication was cause I'm impaled into authenticity
Just take a few steps before I done with my own documentary
Not nominated to be bombshell
but l palm my enthusiasm in it
It's a folklore from hinterland of brittle voices are implicated
My consoling words are "Rip it and twist it"
Sleek idiom rhythmically layout with rough basis
My definite code is chill out with all cases
Undisputedly roam it cause my blaze formed my paces
My aesthetic flesh and blood things without anything wrapped
Groan stripped slips picked away so enchanted
For once I had to fall back they seem s to roast me off
Exotic accent bubbly speaking a trekker's rebound
My spirituality is so persuasive upon