Al Savage - Cynical Essentials lyrics

Live in the moment, not for the love of lust, for none of that matters when your life returns to dust, negativity maybe, but don't tell me that I'm wrong, exhale relative breath until I drop right after song, never need to guess, for the expression on my face explains all the stress, comprehend me not, never ever will, I'm like trying to find a dope fiend in a sea of pills, should I stop it here, or keep moving on with the problems, I must convince myself, it's not the worth it to off em', I speak it raw, and always in the truth, like the time in the pay booth, knife as sharp as razor tooth, I wanted to slice it down, end it all, that's the truth, but I strive to see tomorrow, f** the pain and sorrow, take control of your life, don't ever let nobody borrow. Sad realizations, happen to appear, it's too much to take, thoughts cannot adhere, am I the savage at heart, or is it a persona, will I ever find that lime to my cold corona, until that time I still remain drinkin', diggin' in the deepest hole, the one controlled by thinking, go to a different realm, faster than a burning wick, sometimes I think I'm the only one who's deranged in mind, twisted sick, as the hole becomes deeper, I try and hold the edges, but it's too late for that, no more thoughts, like less regret is, desecrate the remains of a fraggled psyche, blind to all that cannot see, can you switch the light please, rambles of a mad man in shambles, eggs not in the basket, heart jagged like brambles. f** a feeling I wanna feel the numb of awe, tear me apart, like an angry granny's shawl, bask into the glory of what it is to be the man, then sit and watch it all fall, survive if you can A little dose of truth never hurt anyone, in fact we need an overdose, hit rerun until overdone, but just for sh**s and giggles, I'll try and play along, with the same old bullsh**, I always hear in songs, dreams of false reality, smoking till you're gone, if life was like a cartoon, man, that sh** need's to be redrawn, I hate all the expectations, of what I'm supposed to be, like why can't I act this way, then you can just suppose it's me, cause life isn't that simple, in fact it's complex, you try looking through the mirror, but the lens is con-vexed, so bigger they appear, but it's truly just illusions, purposefully drawn to cause confusion, they'd rather have a group of sheep in the barn, than a couple cats that tend to think, system's like unraveled yarn.