Knowmads - The cure lyrics

Knowmads - the cure cause every time i dream
None of that is true
But every time i dream seems
I always think of you i can only see it from
The darkest point of view
I wake up in the morning now
It starts to become true
And theres nothing i can do to
Keep from coming back to you

My cure is the flower that blossoms
My thoughts in the process this
Rock at the bottom when im lost
In my conscious the progress with
Friends and the family and grow through
The knowledge we hold and
Expose to whose close
The convos my mom had when i chose
Dedicating my life to every fan at our shows
Im happy with the mic and
Packed bags on the road
Shorty passing the pipe and hash
Wax on the stove
My liver runs deep heart blood
Stream busting at the seam
I was asking for the scalpel making
Cuts so i can breath
But, it's hard to find oxygen when your
On an oxy binge and self esteem
And confidence is all that you need
So im talking to this audience
While im parting the seas
Even the gods feel my ambience and
Hardly believe in my stream of
Conciousness that overflows when i speak
As a cure for this disease
Giving strength to the weak
Using this music it's therapeutic so
Through it i teach
My life's about climbing this mountain not
What i do at the peak
Three hundred bars 48 hours straight training
Day hard worker for that salary rate
Stop applying pressure trying to get
My balance to break, you can't tip
These scales im used to handling weight
Most days im out of danger but
Im trapped in a safe
So my hearts filled with anger
Til i hear that 8-o-8
No stranger to the madness
Anger and the sadness
My mind reflects the world like
The pages of an atlas
Mapping out psychosis, rapping to snap out it
I realize that music is a necessary outlet
Passion is a rhyme, reacting to the signs
Remind myself daily il find happiness in time
Twisted feeling crazy like im
Wrapped inside these lines
Grasping on the mic feel like
Im tapping the divine
Laughing at myself for being
Selfish and alive
Possessions never help because all the
Wealth gets left behind
We know our spirit's well but some
From hell are deep inside
So when we reach the end theres
Nowhere else that we could hide
Look into my eyes, memories rewind
Disregard the energies of people i despise
Truth is the youth is attracted to the highs
Addicted to the thrills while were
Trapped inside our minds

My cure is the flower that blossoms
My thoughts in the process this
Rock at the bottom when im lost
In my conscious the progress with
Friends and the family can grow through
The knowledge we hold and
Expose to whose close
The convos my mom had when i chose
Dedicating my life to every fan at our shows
Im happy with the mic and
Packed bags on the road, shorty passing
The pipe and hash wax on the stove
But every time i dream seems
I always think of you i can only see it from
The darkest point of view
I wake up in the morning now
It starts to become true
And theres nothing i can do to keep
From coming back to you X2