CunninLynguists - Predormitum lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists - Predormitum lyrics]
I had a funny dream the other night
I was floating in a cloud
I am floating happy not
Knowing nautical course
Tie a wristwatch in slipknots and
Dock at my porch time is of no essence
The presence becomes presents
Peasants become pheasants and
Soar past acceptance
Current currencies worthless
Fodder for feeding purses
With iron clad words I solder together verses
I’m trippin like I’m eatin’ the fungi
Leaving me cornered like the puss
That crusts in ones eye
Listen
There's no light, just never ending night
And the weather's like a hurricane when
Land is in it's sight
The sand within my hourglass
Could vanish any moment
And I'm trying to read the signs
Within the symbols and the omens
From the motions of the sea
To the color of the dark
This ocean of my dreams was more
Than cover for the sharks
Recovering these parts is like
Discovering my art
I wonder as I wander through my heart
Cus it starts a dream defferred
A clipped wing on a white dove
Seems absurd, a smudge on a white glove
Not seen nor heard like screams
From the night's lungs
Cling to words so much that you won't budge
Fiends in herds who yearn
For the white crumbs
Getting high like the city sky
When it lights up thats what the night does
It hit's your mind with the right stuff
To keep you blind with a slight buzz
The mind is like a puzzle
That could never be completed
We scuffle through it's pieces
Strugglin for peace it's
Hard for us to sleep and even harder to awake
The image in my mirror’s
Gettin harder to relate
I see me harbouring my hate
And bartering with grace
But, I couldn't be farther from my faith
Or my face through this waste of my mind
May I find direction
I'm a waste of my time if
I don't find it's lessons
So all welcome to this generous
Helping of self reflection
Night thoughts brought to
Life with incandescence
As the world twirls on the tip of our index
Staring into space one’s vision is endless
But glaring at the ground you can
See where the end is
So just close pupils and be pupils and listen
The headset’s your desk the
Test is what’s missin
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I was floating in a cloud
I am floating happy not
Knowing nautical course
Tie a wristwatch in slipknots and
Dock at my porch time is of no essence
The presence becomes presents
Peasants become pheasants and
Soar past acceptance
Current currencies worthless
Fodder for feeding purses
With iron clad words I solder together verses
I’m trippin like I’m eatin’ the fungi
Leaving me cornered like the puss
That crusts in ones eye
Listen
There's no light, just never ending night
And the weather's like a hurricane when
Land is in it's sight
The sand within my hourglass
Could vanish any moment
And I'm trying to read the signs
Within the symbols and the omens
From the motions of the sea
To the color of the dark
This ocean of my dreams was more
Than cover for the sharks
Recovering these parts is like
Discovering my art
I wonder as I wander through my heart
Cus it starts a dream defferred
A clipped wing on a white dove
Seems absurd, a smudge on a white glove
Not seen nor heard like screams
From the night's lungs
Cling to words so much that you won't budge
Fiends in herds who yearn
For the white crumbs
Getting high like the city sky
When it lights up thats what the night does
It hit's your mind with the right stuff
To keep you blind with a slight buzz
The mind is like a puzzle
That could never be completed
We scuffle through it's pieces
Strugglin for peace it's
Hard for us to sleep and even harder to awake
The image in my mirror’s
Gettin harder to relate
I see me harbouring my hate
And bartering with grace
But, I couldn't be farther from my faith
Or my face through this waste of my mind
May I find direction
I'm a waste of my time if
I don't find it's lessons
So all welcome to this generous
Helping of self reflection
Night thoughts brought to
Life with incandescence
As the world twirls on the tip of our index
Staring into space one’s vision is endless
But glaring at the ground you can
See where the end is
So just close pupils and be pupils and listen
The headset’s your desk the
Test is what’s missin
Disect these notes of quotes of keys written