[Wise Wiggles]

Always stuck on some 'what might've happened'
Time is sapping along, gradually. Wrong fantasy
Feel like Spawn's after me. Yawn. Tragedy.
On acid. Breathe. Take yourself to a different place
Delve into your spirit. Wait. I'm on acid, mumbling
Struggling with reality. Tumbling. This heavy gravity
Why am I running? It already has me. Fastened tight.
Why am I talking all the time? Used to be about that action life
Just a fraction. Kind of a small denominator
Come down to my level, I'm on the bottom layer
That careless feeling. Like hope,
Ferris wheel light-shows for zombie ravers
Hit the trees. The woods, and start carving prayers
Pave the way for the infinite, to which this hobby caters
It'll never be real. Be the same when I'm seventy. STILL!
No forgetting the feel of that comfort & understanding
Thunder branching. Wicked lightening, my summer phantom
Balance your demons with a half gallon of meaning
Life is a dirty slut who plays the cinnamon challenge with semen
Counting the reasons. Something terrible, like the mounting of Jesus
Need to find my fountain of being before it dry spell
Drown myself in positivity; life is gorgeous. I'm well
I'm doing good. Completely abandoned. Stupid
I can't go through it. Just a shadow, standing ruined
Planning's useless? Always savage, demanding ruthless
But this is too tired, hand me new shit
Positive. I've got to live, everything's right as rain
I'll never write the same
On some REAL shit though? Take it from me, life is pain
Time to change. You're making me leave. Anxiety
I get panic attacks now, on repeat...
I keep crashing, just: SMACK, then ground.
Stay axing it. ACCIDENTS. This passion is passed down
Imagine the tears being pushed back into your ducts
Imagine a rewind button. Shit's simple as fuck
Yo this is it? What about next life? What about
Nah, never that. Nvm, even if the best times are cutting out