Syko - Barely Human lyrics

Hyperaptive (First Verse) Lately I'm feeling barely-human Don't even wanna belong here trapped in their-delusion Delusions of grandeur on a rock that's barely-moving Maybe I'm really half alien and there's-a-fusion Mum told me she was pregnant with me when my dad died Maybe she was abducted and don't remember or she lied An experimental extra terrestrial divide Between species in which they planted an embryo inside To create this mind Spraying bars outward-manically My lyrics are outer-planitary My whole life I've been feeling out-of-sanity From a kid I started to doubt-reality Looked around and wished I could only live in a world without-ban*lity And the majority won't understand my speech Cause I speak A language that's been made alien to us each We're designed not to breach Certain intellectual peaks So we stay beneath The world knowledge of the elite That's why they stand-amazed While bringing these bars is just another one of my standard-days The world ain't ready to hear my intellectually candid-ways So I join my hands-and-pray For the day, that my true family will land-from-space Everywhere I just see organisms Living in morbid-prisons Of the mind, sharing a**orted-visions While the majority still believe that your-decisions Are your own, blind to the fact they're just following orders-given How to dress, walk-and-eat This world consists of few humans, herding a ma** of talking-sheep Making sure your thoughts-are-brief From when you where taught-to-speak You've where spoon fed the rules and forced-to-sleep Living in a world based-upon-theories Evasive-to-queries Just as well my spaceship-is-nearly In Earths orbit, cause right now my patience-is-weary Who knows what I might do if they don't make haste-in-appearing Too many nights now I've been waking in cold-sweat Flustered and frustrated cause I still ain't home-yet Stuck on this ball of dirt, with these colossal-fools Thinking they're living advanced, when they still rely on fossil-fuels Our insignificance is plain-to-see Yet superior to an inhumane-degree Is what we claim to be Only in artistic and technological ways-are-we Even separate from beats, how we think different is strange-to-me Like an overgrown swarm of ants-in-a-nest We're no more to this Earth than a f**ing cancerous-pest A gargantuan-mess Ask am I misanthropic?-Yes ! Just give me giant human insecticide cans-I-can-press ! We're inherently a primitive-breed Complete with superstition, war and sinister-greed Too preoccupied with what occurs in-this-perceived Reality we've conjured to see, to the pivotal-needs Of evolution, I doubt we'll even make it to type-1 Civilization, probably end up under 5-tons Of nuclear bombs, which only few will survive-from Ready to repeat the cycle of ancient times-gone Meanwhile I'll be home-and-at-peace The memories of this world wholly-deceased But maybe I'll return one day, solely-to-see Earths population once again slowly-increase........