[Chorus 1] Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but theres more Close to insanity A desk with a subtle light, a window, and a door Close to insanity One bottle of the bluest inks your iris ever saw Close to insanity One child prodigy with a vision in his core Close to insanity [Verse 1] Im frost bitten, slippin away titanic burden nurses Where the antihero clergy purge their value burning service And warped was I, huddled beneath the influence of fresh Meshed with impressions that appear to shrink before my very breath Breath These tides of woe and malice and mirth initiate a wave crash Splashing my offspring graves prior to birth, its looking bleak Bleak Malarkey farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald eyes glow Im shook in a freak side show! OK, I strobe effects projective when I blink, so I design this chorus line When linked we let our eyelids fall and pilots stall With what I sing, Ill open lash light and dark clash to dim the wattage Then see the wideeyed dried raising supplied fiery Colossus Well, I am a hostage, guiding, yet, pushed beneath the crazes climate Hiding behind the levy while the stubborn rivers rise and feel this I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of dead serenity God damn, must have remembered me It clenched me, it wrenched me, tempted me to employ it Apprehended me and rendered me suspended in its voyage How these tables have turned! Hand to the bottle with the skull and crossbones scribbled off the label, sip the ladle, drank the burn Begging for death, concerns off with a zephyr tread and leg in a web Caught triplesix couriers beckon, they fled OK, OK, I get it let em shake a little, then release em Like, as if ghostly hysterics would leech on band aid completion Odium, patience ran his antideath commando Just a litigant stretchin to touch tranquil, but couldnt quite catch the angle Yeah Im trained as cornerstone famine trooper So my tray within a heart of hearts still belly up and parched, come on Yeah, yeah, check it [Chorus 2] Im a sideline observer alerted not yet retreating Close to insanity The climate stubbornly hovered slightly above freezing Close to insanity Now everybody in the populace awaited my reply Close to insanity I spit a billion tiny brilliant white lights into the sky Close to insanity [Verse 2] Undeniably amused by the way the fuse burn By the way the clues churn in front of my eyes To fertilize germination of concern for me, for we For he whos sucked into the trench, fully dug, I dont wanna pull the plug Hug on my canteen like in a dream Centipede leader speedin through a meaty greed league I can tell by the way the needs bleed from a seed If the breed should have ever been bred, nuff said Whether compared to caterpillar and cocoon to emerge Or a sparks soon to bloom to a surge All I need is the nourishment, the courage and the burn To ascend from a number, to brave Blade Runner Hunter, cleric, swordsman, king More like Im walking with a broken mood ring Mood swingin from the mezzanine level, here to bevel the edge My teams settled on the ledge to pledge, its like that [Verse 3] In the summer it rains buckets of hunger pains In the winter its the same, with an added climate change The remaining two quadrants balance the polar values equally for midrange Yet the songs of thirst remain the same You could turn the whole cold reservoir to liquor Hell, split the ocean on its seams if it boosts your esteem I never lend span of attention lest my brethren signal fresh So do your magic, miracle worker, or Ill remain unimpressed For the flux, the fix, the famine For the fact that little Billy up the block obtained a lovely hand cannon Id examined autopilot Right when filibuster won Yeah Concluded the few were tuned with were now targets of his movement Oh shit Its intriguing, yet, I guess, I knew somewhere, something was leaking, now I honor instinct, delinquent Bring settler runaways, frayed boogie bastard clicks To bypass glass stature, walking graft characters Militant dance split the sun and sip the filament Tracer vivisection is to lab rat primes They try to grace these sacred lips with his maze or a dirty wine He knew, he brewed the substance just to mock the lesser budgets Then sought off all trickery, bought off the public, and screamed victory! Tunnel through the mite infested grillage and the rig As fast as Aesop and his ten little fatigued fingers could dig Trigger revenge, tip the goblet in the dirt, review my words Spit in the puddle, peace to fame, struggle the fuck out, and duck out Yeah, check, huh, uh [Chorus 3] Now, all hail defenders of the trash talk Close to insanity I was hidden, yet I slid in just to rip the mask off Close to insanity Im seventysix inches of all the purest sounds Close to insanity So yall could dig me six feet deep my eyes would still be over ground! Close to insanity [Outro] Its like that
insanity, close, climate, yet, famine