Dyspraxic Dreams

Been fighting for a minute imma make it through an hour Over letting life pass in the corner and cowering Over half-assing every single facet Only so much time don't intend to spend every second plastered Dwelling in the past best way to force your soul to fast Dyspraxic, living life slap dash and spastic Chicken scratch with the pen, Pigeonfeet til the end Bent not broken, I come apart heart raw and open Don't want to leave anything crucial unsaid So let it all flow out in this that I shed This is bleeding Flushing the bile out, a sour ocean The healing takes time, no magic potion Life a book, done with flipping though the pages Frantically searching for any saving graces You're hearing em now, my bars are fucking outrageous Man, f*ck your trendy playlist First time I grabbed the mic first time I felt powerful Just telling you my truth, I'm so far from infallible My pain, my kryptonite, my only catharsis Some acclaim'd be nice, don't want to think about how sparse it is F*ck Couldn't give a f*ck if I ever play an arena Just wanna see my vinyl line the shelves in Amoeba