Mr. Society - Solitare lyrics

[Intro: LZ8] Semen to fetus Fetus begins to breathe and has a deep seeded Need to be needed sick and diseased just Some defeated elitest kicking his feet on the seat Picking his teeth he's bitter and he repeats from Season to season just being a bleep Doesn't even have a reason Its just the only thing that he could achieve Don't believe in himself, scared that he's weak Prepared to be beat down when he enters the streets So he keeps Pressing repeat on his beats Ventin' his heat For a second he sees everything correct and complete Finally gettin' some sleep [Hook: LZ8] Expressing his own reflections Pullin' his f**in' head out of his rectum Steps on the scene He's just letting it be And it's settin' him free So long as he connects it to speakin' And spreadin' his seed in his messages he... Well he is Terras and Terras is me [Verse 1: LZ8] From the clouds and the mountains and the sand on the beach To the eclipse that a thousand people stand here to see We all feathers and leaves all from a branch of a tree fallin' We spreadin' our wings stallin' the end of our means All convinced that a means to an end to pretend we are sweet When we in the deep end of a creek From our head to our feet trapped in a body without a key And we let nothin' out, never, till we're beggin' to bleed Negatively, a**ociate, everything with whatever we think Inheritedly our own identity thieve cause we bury it deep In a subconscious cemetery Never exceed the limit that we bred to appease Blend in and be Calm and accept it with ease ominous Sever these strings Long as these silence seems dominant And everybody's, followin' quiet I mean why are we hidin' it Speak prominently man My body's a f**in' coffin Where honesty rots Locked in a country where people stock up their problems A lot, stop it, it's not to be mocked Someone dies every ten minutes on this island via suicide What man? We hoggin' our inner monologues Ominous walkin' h*monyms Covering our two sides up We keep knockin' it back till we pocket the black And flop on our backs stuck with two eyes shut nah No more breath holdin', no more tense shoulders I will regret it all when I'm older No more white lies told So here's the truth dude If I can be free to be me, you're free to do you If I can be free to be me, you're free to do you (x8) [Bridge: LZ8] Are you kiddin' me kid? You got screws loose Ain't' nobody gonna listen to your boo-hoos Ain't' nobody gonna really like the true you sh** I don't even think you do If your aesthetics lookin' really as pathetic as you feelin' Would you find yourself appealin' Were you anybody else? Cards been dealt And it's not an ace of spades You justify your sadness in your world with shades of grey Can't you tell? That you belong in the place Even though your freedoms just a conversation away You can't confront it cause the problems you face Aren't of comfort, so you rot in this cage Behind the mask you've encumbered (No way!) [Verse 2: LZ8] If I can be free to be me Then here it is Yeah i'm the bu*t of the joke But I still expose what is stuck in your throat I hit the sack while you bu*ter your f**in' toast I was up and I wrote My own escape while you slumbered and dozed From the gutter I rose, juggling both: Mumblin' broke as f** inside a pub And on a bus with a notepad Till my tongue is a rope Tied in a bow Life is a bolt of lightning when the thunder explodes I want mine to echo On the sides of the dome hyping the show I'd just like you to know You are the line between alive and ghost Unless you finally show what's in your mind Don't hide it If you feel it in your blood and your bones Just let somebody know So here It goes man I'm a borderline schizophrenic Prick with a bic pen in his hand Spilling his ink on the sands of time Man i'm addicted to f**ing up And hating everything I make s**er punch lines on the page scrunch It's fake I'm a Underachiever, wanna believe in god But this devil on my shoulder don't believe in him neither All I know is when I speak I am free from the demons They leave and I am finally getting some Sleep [Hook: LZ8] Expressing his own reflections Pullin' his f**in' head out of his rectum Steps on the scene He's just letting it be And it's settin' him free So long as he connects it to speakin' And spreadin' his seed in his messages he... Well he is Terras and Terras is me (man you gotta speak it) Well he is Terras and Terras is me (man you gotta speak it) Well he is Terras and Terras is me?