Mixed Emotions

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Gnosis Hyperion

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Got mixed emotions like mimosas in the morning
I've been sipping from the fountain of youth
My verses bolstered with truth
My poetic schematics that tell the story
Just loosely based on delusions
The loose ends was always frayed by conclusions that we had met
Now my head is wetter than rain
Brain on fire, all you did was fan the flames
Feel like an iron curtain when my eyelids closing
I've hurting, i've been writing homie
I've been working on me, working by my lonely
Rolling potent just to keep my calm
I rode the wave like a rolling tide to shore
And now my pen strikes ten fold when I write the song
Within my bed folds when I right these wrongs
Headstrong till I'm dead 
And I'm smoking like I got an iron lung

The time has come
The clock has the struck
The day is dead
The night is young
The moon and sun and stars are in my reach
I roll my weed and go to sleep
I'm dreaming of leaving while undefeated
Underfed and overeating
Why you leeching
I've been creeping
I quit trapping
I be seated in the studio
Pen and pad of paper by the piano
My patent flows, intangible 
Unilateral, you understand it though
Like another animal, a cannibal
A damaged soul in maddened throws
Still don't know how I manage
All of this static got me manic, damnit
Uh

Rain drops and the thoughts hang loose in my skull
I don't feel like I'm useful at all
I don't feel like the truth is a god
And I don't think we're made from the mud
And the ones in the steeple is suspect
They still prey on the people and unrest
They still pray like it really mean some shit
They still spray in the crowd hitting targets

Day in and day out
I lay down all splayed out
Wake up for the payout
I'm hoping my new album breakout
I need me a paypal
'Cause this job don't pay pal
The f*ck is a rap check
I ain't ever have that
So now where the f*ck is my traction
Fractions of fans, i've been lacking
I'm poised to do damage
I move through the noise like a sword through the air
I'm a voice in a space
I'm a void, I don't care
See a voice, hear a face
And you always play games with the choices you make
So I take that 
With grains of the salt i've been saving 
And then pay the cost till your conscious converges 
With concepts concluding the cause of the crisis
Eyes, they close nightly
I'm hoping the truth I can find it
I hop in the booth and I'm grinding
The vision is blinding and binding the bends of my mind to side
And the time get
Hard to find, I can't rewind it
I've been, losing track of all the signs I can't decipher
Back to back, my backwoods on fire
The mind is, such a strange place to reside
I can't even find a safe space to reply yet
And you can wait for the sirens

Rain drops and the thoughts hang loose in my skull
I don't feel like I'm useful at all
I don't feel like the truth is a god
And I don't think we're made from the mud
And the ones in the steeple is suspect
They still prey on the people and unrest
They still pray like it really mean some shit
They still spray in the crowd hitting targets

F*ck

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