Smiling all up around my folks, cause satisfaction is made of not showing pain or tears
Not talking 'bout sadness but filling an image with fake jeers
Generic joy showing on my face
The afflicting struggle I erase
But there's a point where overflowing oceans cannot be held back
And a growing population of soldiers cannot be stopped by simplistic additives like weed and crack
There grows a time where life is so blue, it instantly turns black
The pursuit of happiness is gone
Like the wind from yesterday and prehistoric dinosaurs challenged by King Kong
Soul seems empty, no point to it, like a canvas without a painting
Like a carcass, no lungs to breathe life, so I gasp air full of death and get ready for my rotting training
Out my eyes I see colors of mourning ceremonies, and my skin senses trickling touches of fatality
Of the Reaper's heaven, and traces of a wicked shadow filled mentality
So smiling is a well deceitful expression
A role played out of simple pain, to demonstrate the opposite of sorrow, a merry impression
The contrary of joy, though it?s a heartbeat that grasps no delight in living out years
No good in fucking with worldly, surrounding peers
But yet a radiant face to keep questionnaires away
I contemplate absolutely no hope, but somehow I got to keep on winning
Grinning
Cause I'm stuck in a dimension of bipolarity
The two faces of drama class, dual soul chemistry written all over my facial features with great clarity
Overwhelmed by stray leading feelings, Rubin Carter his life was like a hurricane
Mine is full of agony stains
Eyestrain
Because my eyes seen too much violent propane
Igniting hostility amongst teams in this gutta plane
If I could fly the peaceful blue skies
I'd die of fright
Spooked by true happiness, cause all I've ever discovered in this life is distress
So I'm accustomed to no more, no less
Relating to pain rap blues
So I'm writing rap tunes
Singing to my lady, sexual harmony
And all of a sudden life seems so much better, with her there to share my agony
Struggling together to shake ourselves from Lucifer's tyranny
Feelings running long and wild like the seven seas
Baby, you're the wind to my breeze
You hold my heart's keys
The one that leaves my running mind at ease
Not talking 'bout sadness but filling an image with fake jeers
Generic joy showing on my face
The afflicting struggle I erase
But there's a point where overflowing oceans cannot be held back
And a growing population of soldiers cannot be stopped by simplistic additives like weed and crack
There grows a time where life is so blue, it instantly turns black
The pursuit of happiness is gone
Like the wind from yesterday and prehistoric dinosaurs challenged by King Kong
Soul seems empty, no point to it, like a canvas without a painting
Like a carcass, no lungs to breathe life, so I gasp air full of death and get ready for my rotting training
Out my eyes I see colors of mourning ceremonies, and my skin senses trickling touches of fatality
Of the Reaper's heaven, and traces of a wicked shadow filled mentality
So smiling is a well deceitful expression
A role played out of simple pain, to demonstrate the opposite of sorrow, a merry impression
The contrary of joy, though it?s a heartbeat that grasps no delight in living out years
No good in fucking with worldly, surrounding peers
But yet a radiant face to keep questionnaires away
I contemplate absolutely no hope, but somehow I got to keep on winning
Grinning
Cause I'm stuck in a dimension of bipolarity
The two faces of drama class, dual soul chemistry written all over my facial features with great clarity
Overwhelmed by stray leading feelings, Rubin Carter his life was like a hurricane
Mine is full of agony stains
Eyestrain
Because my eyes seen too much violent propane
Igniting hostility amongst teams in this gutta plane
If I could fly the peaceful blue skies
I'd die of fright
Spooked by true happiness, cause all I've ever discovered in this life is distress
So I'm accustomed to no more, no less
Relating to pain rap blues
So I'm writing rap tunes
Singing to my lady, sexual harmony
And all of a sudden life seems so much better, with her there to share my agony
Struggling together to shake ourselves from Lucifer's tyranny
Feelings running long and wild like the seven seas
Baby, you're the wind to my breeze
You hold my heart's keys
The one that leaves my running mind at ease
...simon she is...
