[Verse 1: 2020]
I can’t even say words I’m intoxicated
I can’t even explain what I’m saying
I can’t even tell you what I’m contemplating
God I’m godless and soul-less but hey
Gotta get inta something that’s alive
Gotta be feelin' something that’s a vibe
Gotta contrive archival thoughts that I’ve
Had and put em on a tape and take five
They say darkness comes before the light but the energy inside of me isn’t bright
I’m not right, I’m not wrong, I’m not nothin’ but entities, enemies back and forth enforce identities
Obscenities, heavy and heavenly, conscious enough to put “woke” in parentheses
Constantly kicking killer conscious melodies
Cautiously picking sick and ill amenities
(I point in mirrors and say you’re not me)
(Yes I am)
No you’re not, I got way more to be
I see in 20/20 only during dreams, after all the confusion I fuse with my needs
And
[Hook: 2020]
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
[Verse 2: 2020]
Analytical, cynical prowess, I write because all of the voices that shouted
The good and the bad, the evil ones that doubted, wicked sounding shit, what would I do without it
Im still about it, brain is still cut in two, half is visible now the other one on shrooms
And these tunes keep on warping and slowing the mood and I’m here in the present, presence coming through
Yeah
And soon I’ll slip into my tomb, the booming bass the essence of all that I knew, confusing lights correcting the image I view, a mega luminescence luminates the room, consuming all my energy, synergy blooms, and I’m left with an emptiness, clever but doomed
(Is is God?)
God is not nothing but fumes that float around my person, like holy perfume, illuminate my vision, but not all my thoughts because they create music and use it to cross
Between our real, evil, current ways and our ideal, eden, utopian days
[Hook: 2020]
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
[Verse 3: 2020]
Cut to sober, it’s over, I’m crossing over to the land of the flowers and clover, a little hangover of 24 hours, but after the break its back to breaking towers
I am everything, bright like a wedding ring, tripping on power, and darker than anything
I’m synthetic, medicating ketamine, bringing addictive meta methanphetamine
Drinkin' liquor, I figure I’ll figure it out when I’m older and bolder and quicker to see all the positive parts of the planet
While I’m a cynical frantic I’ll manage the dark
Float on top it like an arc
It touches my body but leaves tiny marks
Hark
The harold, angels gotta sing, and they’re trying to get me to open my wings, but I’m only half genuine, partially serpentine, talented, but the light is still my bottom line
Reptilian, brilliant, driven, the dark and the demons are what make me willing to keep pushing forward and separate me from the pure loving hippies and possessive fiends
I’m better than average but different than you
So how do I do it?
My brain is in two
[Hook: 2020]
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
I’m a conflicted man
Got two brains, one for music and one for my master plan
Neither one is better than the other and
Neither one is gonna be my final stand
They say darkness comes before the light but the
They say darkness comes before the light but the
They say darkness comes before the light but the
They say darkness comes before the light but the
They say darkness comes before the light but the
