Crusoe

Colour blind I see all shade, all grey, and all blue Never been afraid at any age except to To be average or worse To be lost in this search To be stopped in this work To be flocked in the hearse To say something of meaning and it never come to fruition Money can buy happiness all it costs is intuition All it stops is inhibition All it stops is, f*ck I should keep it kicking I should keep it punching I should keep to myself 'less I'm karate jumping I don't know why I keep on listening I don't know why I sound so dissonant I'm just numb to all the noise I see the answers and none of them are the choice My spirit weaker with the roids Been played with so much like my vessels are the toys But the mechanisms broken A closed book once left open Taking a piece like it's a fucking token Blurred reality and I don't know if it'll focus Cause I've been exposed to too much darkness Can't find the point but I'm bleeding from the sharpness Used to shine bright now the night is looking starless I placed the 808s but now I'm feeling heartless Keep it quiet with the stealth Not comfortable with wealth cause I need a little more, Everytime I'm lost its like I couldn't find the floor To find those who adore, I don't see any They all fake and I don't need many I see my circles there's not plenty Miss my bestfriends they not friendly I can feel it chew a Rennie Swiped to the side by Jenny I been painting pictures for whispers in the dark Messing with a broken lighter tryna flick a spark With all of my foresight shit's never felt so far Every stone thrown I'm scared I'll fall apart But it's cool I'm not pressed like home screens I just wanna see something on my fucking home screen I've been coping with the same strain, aye I've been hoping for the same aim, yeah I stay standing on the same name, aye No one else is from the same grain, yeah Strain, yeah Aim, yeah Name, yeah Grain, yeah Strain, yeah Aim, yeah Name, yeah Grain, yeah I can look back on the past with a half heart Not so half dark or scar mark Haven't stopped since the car park Or the last part Or the last start Or the last cart Or the last dart And I've been feeling fine Not looking at the signs Not booking to rewind All this shit designed Always forward never back no I can't call it what we had no Shit's priceless without the tag though, Picked up the pieces Ended all the leases Cut off all the teases, teases I should, maybe, breath a, second I don't, know but, it's a, weapon Hold composure, let it, settle Feel the, heat from, all the, metal It'll, settle It'll, settle in my temple I been mental Sentimental Feel the pulse, it's all but gentle I've been broken, hold the pencil Sharpened up not sharp enough Feed the thought it's half a bluff I've had enough, it's hard enough, Just a solo pin but I always strike out These waves are too big for me to ever ride out And whatever's inside is too big to write out Erase the pain, the words, the gain Begin to stir within the rain, Clean it up from in the stain Forge a lane to stamp my name A flag and a footprint before I've found my footing But it all seems useless when no one else is looking Cause she says she got my back when I see her with a spine As she walks off the package been without mine Peace of mind That the aux chord bought losing track of something I once fought for but I get my blocks out and get an uppercut Frostbite in these gloves knowing, something's up I can't hide or leave I run amuck If I see you with that guy imma run him up I'm just running look I've been coping with the same strain, aye I've been hoping for the same aim, yeah I stay standing on the same name, aye No one else is from the same grain, yeah Strain, yeah Aim, yeah Name, yeah Grain, yeah Strain, yeah Aim, yeah Name, yeah Grain, yeah