Guardin, flowars - Pain & Panic lyrics

It's "Mr trapped inside his head" again
Lookin' for the antidote I
Find beneath the lettuce
Embedded in the rest of 'em
Last cardiac development
He's searchin' for his heart, homie
That's just fuckin' definite

Found and lost inside a pawn
An obsidian abyss with a beatiful white swan
Rick and Morty's got me rock stiff but
I carry on followin' the metronome
'Till these thoughts are finally gone
Polaroid inside my palm
I've been shoutin' verses 'bout you
On this viral intercall
Mistaken 'bout what I'm takin'
This marijuana's bomb
But, baby, my mind's diminished
I'm finished writin' this song
Rip the hands of all these fiends
I'ma lie to myself 'cause my
Life's but a dream
Been forsaken from the get-go like
A gecko in the stream
There's pollution in this water, I've
Been sippin' heavy cream, mother
Fuck

I've been waitin', losin' my patience
Make his way in hell usual self
My paranoia is a passable blunt
Might aswell just pass for a knife
I used to say it's worth it

But now I changed my mind white lights

Twelve beneath the surface
Like the devil in a circus
But imperfect with a

Catchin' clovers from stoners
Rollin' boulders over shoulders

And when I'm altering my state
I begin to suffocate
The mere thoughts that don't relate
Summerging the iridescence and messin'
With what I hate i simply just complain
I'm takin' a leap of faith fuck it
Flyin' high when I swear I stepped
Come corrected don't come with
That shit you wept
I'm fuckin' focused on succedin'
Dreamin' 'bout a life with meaning
But I'll never ever read it
With my terror intervenin'

Big dawg when I swallow my pride
Have you ever fuckin'
Contemplated quantum suicide amplify
Every sense realigning every chakra 'till
You're feelin' satisfied

Lie in bed and just forget
You're as tasteless as a
Crushed camel menthol cigarette
Seven days until you're okay 'cause
You're formin' a duet
That'll surely wash the sunrise as
It paints my silhouette, yeah

Ashes, we all fall down
One last king and one last crown
But one more thing is that one last sound
A breathless little whisper couldn't
Care to confound me
Empathy to aphatetics is as scarce as the now
We're scared to be pathetic but
Then we just dordle around
Hardly stretchin' out our hands for
The broken and found
And the useful won a chance to
Be less than a mouth
But just keep countin' your cash and
Let 'em all drown
Nigga, I don't give a fuck we
Can let 'em all drown
And it ain't my conscience