[Verse 1: Eyenine] Stop listening to things that make you think about yourself Drop everything that's been a ha**le to your mental health Watch carefully and then you'll see a bare and empty shelf Carelessly you'll never see apparent calls for help Well you believe so fluently that things can never change And you stupidly refuse to see the errors in your ways And I understand that this whole planet's thoroughly deranged But that doesn't mean that you should so scared to break away Well I wonder what's under the cover of darkness Counting the number of innocent hardships Making an effort to realize all this Suffering has to be making some progress Changing the way that I look at those places Hating the way that you show me those faces Breaking the balance of homeostasis Taking my talents and calling them basic I'll face it, well it's inevitable when it's set in the stone When I'm sending my soul into hell and I know That my rhetoric won't be direct in a poem I'm faceless, this era hasn't made a name because it's tasteless I'm sick of all these wasted cases and their makeshift habitats I'll make sense out of rap and take this cataract And make your vision out of whack It's calling, I'm falling a little bit more every day when I'm stalling I'm running from reapers that want to be hauling my body back to that old place that's appalling Well I guess I know one thing about life Everybody's ends in either d**h or suicide And I'm just trying to figure out if what I do is right So Eyedea, why don't you grab the mic and shed a little light? [Verse 2: Eyedea] Well the summer bleeds a foreshadow of what's to come and go to waste It blankets me, braces me, something sweet that I can't taste You're my mother, I'm your morphine, let's go make a baby out of two guitars A heavy heart, I'll seem happy when you're looking smoking, singing, eating, f**ing One size fits angel coma, you're my favorite stranger And I won't hate you till I know you Somewhere between the garden and the grave I bypa**ed the machine, I wouldn't have felt its effects anyway Sentiment is the tramp that bored this special hollow Cram it in my old cuts, it leaves a whole lot less to swallow Exercise your right to never buy what you can borrow Carve my sorrys in the sky and hope the sun hides them tomorrow Manufactured disaster, it seems I've made my bed No one sees the burn holes until the sleeper wakes up dead Take my hands away, I'll pull the moon down with my wrists Making plans to fake 'safe as possible' is dangerous [Verse 3: Eyenine] Writer's block just might have stopped this song from being finished Cause my mind was stocked from rhymes I've dropped from previous conditions So I listened to the words again, envisioned things I would have said And crossed out many lines that didn't rhyme and left them all for dead I was trapped inside my head and I couldn't get out my pen from my back pocket Guess I lost it, so I wrote these words instead If you would just shut up enough for me to get my point across I'm sure this conflict could be solved without having substantial loss And when I see the rain is coming overhead I stay and function Back inside my mind I try to find the ways to make a**umptions Taking something that's been written, mixing it down with high precision Making it sound all nice and vivid and match it up with my direction and vision And eloquence, the decadence, the medicine, the precedence The messages, the sentences, the evidence that I presented to win The reason to fight, the weakest to bleed The seasons of time pa**ed between when I dream The secret to life, the reason to be, It has all been shown to me [Verse 4: Eyedea] Well every once in a blue moon I read your mind Heaven ended too soon and stole my pride and left me blind Exercise my morning shakes pretended I was born this way Wearing my Academy Award-winning performance face Snake shedding skin, it's all in my head again Life fetish led me to a dead end I said when but no one was listening Obviously cause they filled it to the brim and are spilling it all over me Crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl in this hole with me I'd fall on my face just to make sure that you notice me Your cold shoulder's always so sobering I'll be understood as long as I don't overthink Walking on thin ice, talking in the form of song Singing in the key of life, I'll lose my voice before too long Head came loose and they screwed it back together wrong Fire behind my eyes, desire died all night long