Something I wrote for @termitemusic's cypher #6. Scary bars for a scary beat in a scary world.
Nightmarish
The lyrics:
I fell asleep to this beat and I never dream
Now I’m more ready than I’ve ever been
I fell asleep to this beat and I never dream
Still I woke up with a scream as I’m remembering the real
Nightmare I’m in a game where no-one fights fair I feel
Like biting off my nails and pull my hair cus I can’t heal
Got everything in memory, never loose leafs I’m sharp like evergreen
Never loose sleep cus I got better green
Indica, that indicates I need relief
I mean that doesn’t mean that I’m addicted I’m just being weak
Week after week, month after month,
Year after year as I feared, ye it doesn’t ever to a stop,
Beer and a shot eerily often
I drink like I’m vincent van gogh when he lived at his top tier
Some got it but most will wait for commodity fetischism
And only hear my art when it’s not for them to listen
I’m alcoholic but I’m not a boring besserwisser
More is less in problems so I’ve got to show monogamy pessimism
Disarm the scepticism we are all for feminism
If you aren’t then you’re part of all this venomous escapism
Like Gremlings how we need to follow rules to not get thrown in prison
Don’t do drugs you’re not under control of your restrictions
In schools we’re teaching kids how to work
When everyone has got to be a leader for this democratic world
I’m so afraid that it hurts
The pains are getting worse until this asymmetric worth, gets reversed
Still preserved inside the founding of society
The corner stones are never equal pay of all varieties
And privacy anxieties because of all these power schemes
We’re diaries just living quiet stories in this hierarchy
But I’m not buying it cheap but that’s not mine to keep
I’m preaching to the crowd, on a streets that’s filled with tired sheep
Tire screech, higher pitched and louder speech I can’t compete
With everybody else so I’m just finding ways for how to cheat
If someone else is doing what I think I’m obsolete
I’m not defeated only when I’m doing something honestly
God is dead but not because we slaughtered him
Instead we stopped believing in ourselves without astronomies apology
That never bothered me, until I started to see
That all the individual bodies got some scars and bleed
And that in the larger picture leads to the monstrosity
That us as species stops evolving just for animosity
Don’t know where to go, everywhere feels so alone
Forever a stone, the meme because don’t want my head to show
On mountain sides along the road, like rushmore on a land I stole
I’d rather die in silence than remembered as without a soul
Just a man of bloody coal
Without remote control
If that’s not scary then we’re all a fucking joke
It’s like we’re begging to get choked
Until we come to realize, that we’re dead and broke
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Thank you for listening!
