Alignment

Behind these eyelids I crave alignment Most days, gripped to sirens A car alarm heart In a call to arms I try to silence I guess I'm just The Type Sarah Kay is right Gotta learn to sing along If you wanna survive I keep it point, blank, simple in the beginning A desert eagle tongue Shooting signals of SMPTE colour bars To calibrate an amalgam of white noise Film grain over memes of tea sipping kermit Seeing so many under the same current Urgently scratching the surface That's none of business though Just hold on to my own growth Never learnt how to slow down And I ain't starting now Oh no no no I own nothing and nothing owed to me Opening a locus past the stoicy Can't control the moment, but I Sew my soul in Been everything but chosen F*ck this fork in the road less traveled When it's formulas over notions No token for this type Die before i quit, like will smith No limits when I'm an optimist with meds in my back pocket I fought to live and ain't ashamed to admit it Visions of Alligator man, no chip on a shoulder limits I salivate the ammunition for this desert eagle tongue I learnt it all from my fathers ego-tinted Honda Civic Harvested his ambition, and my mother's heart They/them on a mission in soft march Never get me in a cop car Willingly A misfit you scoff at and then mimic But you can't keep pace when we break past limits Never forgetting to Hold on to my own growth Never learnt how to slow down And I ain't starting now Oh no no no I own nothing and nothing owed to me Opening a locus past the stoicy Can't control the moment, but I Sew my soul in Been everything but chosen F*ck this fork in the road less traveled When it's formulas over notions No token for this type Die before i quit, like will smith No limits when I write When I riot when I write