Sore lungs keep me walking instead of talking
I ain’t got nothing to gain though these perilous conflicts
My world rocks to the knees and back to the joints
Soon my whole spectrum will be down in the darkness
My backspin got me quarter out of my own sight
and its all just waiting for that one last fight
Against that ominous enemy classified as my blight
A by-product of my own god damn fright
And I got nothing but spare parts to launch
So how should I battle with such a weak arsenal
Versatile in the way of my terminal beliefs
All this sickness is molding more into disease
My last wish was the first one that ever left my lips so I have no real regrets
So lets be real, I’ll be OK with out you, I was before lest we forget
Bleed out these lungs, inhalation gone borderline
Double-time trust falls and degenerate hand signs
Twist arms into molds of the more formidable stallions
So we find a challenge for these old rusted medallions
I ain’t got anything to lose yet nothing to win
So my only option is to make solid contact with chin
Wild habits cause cancer to correct the pure
But that’s old news; I’m solvent without a cure
Connected by the dependence of positive insulation
So we can find peace is forms of ruthless retaliation
Eyes wide shut, my mind divided between the stars
You stay comfy; I’ll be slumming it with the bars
These palpations score wack premise to cracks
The next block is a limit between heaven and sent
This pulse has got me tweaking for sunlight
And the final stage is my own sorrow wrapped in restraint
How could I understand obscure knocks on the beat
When every single step is one that the earth never meets
My last call is the first one that will ever echo
Everything racing, shits feeling like the Meadows
So let’s go, the silver lining collapsed on the brick wall
Overhaul the course and open up my next trust fall
I’m ready for the bloodstains to make my life more colorful
Everything’s so bleak yet always so wonderful
My blindness to light can only strangle my intuition
If I let it collide with my kaleidoscope of vision
So these strainful sights express compass directions
I’ll get lost but make it there without your corrections
And I’m ok wandering through this barren desert
As long as you remember the steps that brought us here
And I’m ok being stranded in the middle of the ocean
As long as you understand the steps that brought us here
I’ll take every setback with a smile wide across my plain
Just as long as you remember that we were what got us here
And I’ll gladly regret nothing as long as we face forward
Just don’t neglect the reflection that got us here
Simple little summit, Arms grasp and contain peace
Helots search out revival but nothing is within reach
Cure the lepers feed the poor, nearly not human
His followers past, his followers gone, not nearly human
A somber story, good man but 100 years corroded it
The bible was doomed the moment Paul or Saul wrote in it
Once man now son of god though he never once said it true
You turned him into a fairy tale, this deceit is all on you
This dream is all on you, Crusades and the inquisitions
Pain through persecution and Your own people’s decomposition
They used the bible to condone slavery of the Africans
Now its used to repress the right of homosexuals
No good can come of the book of peace that’s used to suppress
And when the only upside is stuff that preaches common sense
Its sad but its true that we make bad out of good
Evil corrodes everything; Even Jesus stood for it…
Sideways turn, shooter looking for the big score
Once more, Yes the shooters looking for a big score
The big score? Doesn’t really matter what hes aiming for
But hes aiming at you so why you gotta stand there for?
Does it matter what the big score is?
Money cars or bananas, regardless its ridiculous
Every mortal with ambitions that intersect and cut you off
World gone dark when the corpses lack the final cough
The final; ya the final big score
Cause in a world of takers every step could be meet by the floor
And every last syllable could bring together lead and concentration
To your sternum so please do avoid the inevitable altercations
Yet you can’t hide behind the shells and can’t withstand life directly in front of them
So what the fuck can you do when the big score is abundant with them?
I’m a product of the attic yet a dweller of the basement
I never understood the sky so I gravitate to the pavement
Eyes open wide as fractions connect to last-ditch action
And that’s the last step before my steps gain traction
I am not a little pebble waiting for corrode over my existence
More like a mountain under surface strengthening your resistance
And you can call me mighty but I’m really rather meager
Cause while you have your leash I’m resilient without a keeper
Beauty so immaculate with strains of fire burning wide
Eyes so deep I can feel the ocean tide from side to side
Opposites combine into appealing visage on porcelain canvas
And that soft smile got me feeling kinda anxious…
Heart pounding, shes unaltered by their cosmetics
Not a product of creation but creation of genetics
Shes the sight I’d like to see when my eyes open early morning
So at least i have an angel whose body will do the warming
Call me hardly hollow while your carcass remains shallow
Envy every breath till my psyche’s hanging from the gallows
I’ll gladly take your bullets and redistribute them to the children
While sun makes waves and the darkness remains chilled in
So blaze the path violently, passive with elevator etiquette
Active with disdain, Condemning anything excessive as decadent
Contemplate new statements and cover connection with correlation
Hide yourself quickly; we can all see your mental masturbation
Gloves off; we got several messages to get across
Victims of the algae and components of the moss
Children forgotten under the stagnant bars of stardom
Edge rolling in fast, societies reaching the antemortem
Blow smoke. Eat fire; contain what remains at the center of who you are
Seven stages left till the media tells you that you gone too far
Six more stages telling you how to act opposite to who you are
Five more tips telling you how to become a star
Four new ways to make your children into geniuses
Three new procedures to change the features of your fetuses
Two new hints to help you find your perfect man
One last step before you give in and join the plan
Zero days left till you lose all sobriety
Who could blame you, look at the condition of this society
I got these conundrums…
They keep pulling me aside
Where does first step follow and the next step subside
When does the hole close and when do I succeed
When does this agony decide that it’s done with me
I just can’t tell when to put down the noun that she been looking for
How could I proceed when its renown that’s been the troubled door
Three steps to my left and I’ve found my own forgotten epiphany
This symphony does no good without a sense of empathy
But these blood stains you left in my wallet convoluted what you contrived
Which was eye to eye contact and a simple little smile from time to time
I could never pick up on the message, never was the type to read between the lines
I tried and tried to make you happy but forgot about my own troubled signs
So now, were 12 miles apart separated by the loneliest stretch of land I’ve ever known
And all I ever really wanted was another soul to combine into my home
Yet I screwed that up too, it seems everything I touch is meant for misery
So ill stay across this wasteland, hoping that you’re not missing me
Is this a dream? All these memories abundantly
Smother me, score back detriments to my own misery
I cannot help that insanity is in my blood lines
Seconds pass till darkness rises with the sunshine
I got nothing but fragments scored with slap shots
And second chances that only help to open old plots
Graves of the remorse creek, wading moonlight
Black nightlights, looking for some breath within a fight
How should I search, with eyes open or closed tight
Should I act all depressed or try to pretend I’m alright
Weak boards and loose nails connect fragile sight
My own conscious shouldn’t be a struggle through the night
Crack in the seam, my heart roaring like a lion
Desiring anything keeping it from dying
Double Dutch jump 3 squares and tie the lead for oppression
Can it really be repressed that I’m in such a state of aggression
Score blinds and open season to wild and baseless intuition
Inhibitions retaliation results from a lack of general recognition
They throw tantrums and flip shit when you neglect to praise their name
Lords, men or not are oppressing themselves without a flay
Bright darkness, what a description to make me look like a fool
Reality’s contradictions are my one and only fuel
How should I describe the only part of the world that’s undeniable
Desirable or not I can understand if my recognition is unreliable
When I was young I used to run down my family in miniature cars
Now I boggle minds with blistering bars
Swift rig double down, laundry mat mos def
Write rock in my notebook, obscure indef (Indef!)
Transformers with the cuz, battling over Optimus Prime
Collapsible table fort, blankets and lights take time
Built up, slant down; forced to church on Sundays
Wake up 5 minutes late going to school on most days
Habitual, walk here and then go walk there
Up the trailer park and back down, going no where
Skateboarded for 6 months but never learned a trick
Just coasted to my destinations and tried to look slick
Many different people, samurai swords and computer chairs
Mischievous machetes and childish dares
Slushies over the bridge and manual labor for wack pay
Fucking horrible teachers, man I miss those days
Eat at the neighbors, always beans rice and more beans
Me and my friends eventually became Halo fiends
Rocking the N64 and then the Xbox
Stay up for days, school can go ahead and kick rocks
Slept through class, was a stoner before a stoner
Real damn quiet yet social because I was a loner
Skip rocks in the Delaware, play basketball with the guys
Sneak peeks at playboys, feed my wandering eyes
Learned to tie my shoes, still not mastering
These spring boards make wards expel but keep gathering
Sky high pop flies I would push right over the neighbors
While they only traveled a distance I felt they went for acres
Backyard, forest and fort ready for apocalypse
Recoding music off the radio, fuck about a politics
Serene in my land made of Dragon ball Z and Pokémon cards
I was balling back then; I even had a fucking Charizard
Stacks on stacks of NHL cards
That I would arrange into teams I would pretend I’m on
2 stupid dogs would amuse me immensely
I protested Pluto’s expulsion intensely
But that was the past, now I only have one mission
To one day give my child 10 times the vision
lieby asked: what is meta IV? :o
Meta IV is Meta the fourth, or Metaphor to make it simple. It also stands for many other things such as Beyond help (Meta meaning above and the IV being like an Iv in medical terms). 4 is also considered in a lot of theologies to be the perfect number to symbolize a complete life so it could also mean Above life. Its open to several interpretations and was something i just came up with a few months back
(Chorus)
Commuter heart fashioned slippers.
Hard laced and triple stitched for miles of dirt and turmoil to roll over it
Little heart fabric mittens.
Sun stroked and overused by now after months of abusing em
An anklet with my name displayed.
Would mean something if it wasn’t accompanied by 12 others just like it.
You took everything and continue for more traffic
Daily rotation is not equivalent to romantic magic!
(Verse 1)
Float on little commuter, what brings you here?
Is it the fear of being alone or the love in the air?
You just don’t know, but you continue on the path
Over and over a habit of an animal trapped in the act
Store bought paper to pretend like you’ve come for a new reason
But we both know the score by now
You brush up against my wall, stare slightly at my ceiling
By this time it’s not a new thing that you’re feeling
Its old thought and old folds of known unknowns
That creep into your soul when you start to feel alone
Like I am, you can plainly see I’m hallow
Vagrants come and go, it’s not like I can follow
They continue on while I stay a staple in their moments
I’d like to evolve and venture on, to rearrange my components
But they only get angry, they only get scared
Everything they knew is gone which makes it kinda weird
Then they won’t like me, I barely ever see a smile
I’m only here so they have a place they can defile
Tear off my bathroom doors, shit in the sink
To express that anger they hold so deep within their souls
They got nothing, that’s why they continue along with me
Both hollow, both empty; can’t you see this majesty?
These strangers hold honesty in their very fucking existence
So what if it’s the truth that were both pretty worthless?
But we all have buttons we can push to make us seem clear
You my dear, well that’s probably what brought you here
You needed a place hassle free for you to sit on
No rush, no calm, so nothing can ever feel wrong
You got my arm rest to cry on, no one will stop to confront you
No one will bother us, just let this romance re-bloom
Cause I know what you want, still don’t understand what’s happening
When this grey zone called my heart overrides my brain…
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
It’s a shitty day, hell it’s raining outside
No sidewalk and no welcome mats have survived
Chain-smokers freestyle and adorn macabre pictures
With rose colored blades and sparkled out visors
They saw it coming, so they moved out of the infrastructure
Construction re-established, noise once again clutters the halls and echoes on and off the walls
Of this solemn and resolute palace, dreams are shattered!
Angels revive and this is no longer a burden to die for
Word to the sky, this is what all buildings thrive for…
(This is… this is what all building thrive for…) repeating x4
(brief pause)
She was all wet from the rain, soaked in her own misfortune
Alone and shivering so she took shelter under my roof
She had nowhere else to go, it’s a shame really
That she could desert me… so many damn times
But I still accept her cause it’s never been difficult
To express myself, my mask forfeited a challenge
I never tried to front; I could always be dead honest
Something I had only experienced one fucking time before
So… really could you blame me when I fell again?
For the same obstacle I deemed obsolete as a friend
She sucked me dry, those mind games became unbearable
Some things in life are really just incomparable
Flip coins and rearrange all of the furniture
Feng shui proof energy for the carnivores
Screw light bulbs into their proper corridors
And hope for the best when she tracks her mud on the floor…
(Short pause and skip chorus to verse 3)
(Verse 3)
Demolished! This construction has become destruction
New born birds frolic while I howl and colic
Nothing converses’ with animals deserting purpose
For rogue outlaws to resist their only humanly urges
“Please be calm, we are having technically difficulties”
“Everything will be fine, there’s no reason to leave”
“Our best people are on it, everything is fine”
“Don’t panic, just wait for the safety sign”
My vagrants remain a part of the clockwork
And maneuver thoughtlessly around the debris
I thought they would leave, but I guess they need me
Mutual parasites can be something I can live with
The woman that caressed my walls left without much
No strain, I’m tougher than she could ever believe
I got no loss, no convulsions, nerve center intact and ready to bleed
I’m ready to go, I’m ready to feed!
Everything reconstructed, like nothing ever happened
Slight cracks from the commuter who whores on the computer
And twists back signs of love and destiny
To mirror what she things she should have naturally
We’re just too different, its hard to believe
But she’s dreams to live while I live to dream
Nothing connects the two opposites but the whole
I guess that will never be enough to fill a soul
Lesson learned, case point, I got it
Counter point, ya I would fall for it again
I’m a fool for a sucker and a loser for the lover
I got these two stones that demolish every attempt
I never try 7 times; I guess that’s my max
But maybe curiosity is a demon to the cat
I scorn every connection and spite my reflection
So screw this dissection, I’m moving ahead hoping for rejection
(Verse 1)
Mr. Obliteration, total annihilation
Missile bound with hints of attempts at litigation
Never know who to go to when the space implodes
Autocrats only hide keys to aging codes
Sputnik skies with clouds of colder breeze
Could sleep but the tenet continues to sneeze
False blow false hope situations never show
To the man hiding behind the need to know
Never gonna see faults when they are under the waterline
Dam gonna crack and no one’s gonna react in time
Gushing waters, sweep off the hats of the rich
The poor rats forced into the spotlight
Gushing waters, Purify all the dirty bombs
The poor rats are forced into the spotlight
Gushing Waters, When the hell did we need a catastrophe?
Society in atrophy and its being forced into the spotlight
So the next justification of destruction of our nation
Through the plight of the demonstration is coming to contemplation
Against the corporation that sees no correlation
Between conservation and appropriate worker consolidation
And that’s a stain, that’s a bitch and a crack
On the dam of the world and the rebirth it’s fighting to hold back
Revolution only stains a hand covered in deceit
So go ahead and fear because the people never face defeat
(Verse 2)
Umm… Hello? First time listener, last time caller
Your shawshank suspension got me choking by the collar
Strung up by the last call hoping for a second blast
From a young man who never gave a shit about the past
Songs to the pipes with little to large aggravation
Can’t evolve when your conditions remain under such stagnation
Little dog, big dog all comes a victim under cholera
Skies grey eyes after the premise of overlooking cameras
Suns set east and twist contort curves
Into the stars tilt galaxies with underwhelming force
Is that enough, bar lights could never get any dimmer
Cause reality’s a force to believe it’s always thinner
Thin like love, thin like paper
So the constellations can dilute tools for the victors
And cover up fools unearthed by disasters
So we can all look back with overwhelming laugher!
Ha Ha Ha all the school children will go
As the elders teach them of how society was about to overflow
Then they look back without a single lesson learned
Just sweet old tales that happen to come before naptime
Sweet old crises that happen to corrode before nighttime
Sweet old prophecies that were lost to them by daytime
Nothing ever sticks when the problem’s hidden under the shoreline
Crack in the dam swells cracks in the foresight
(Verse 3)
But I’m coming back; these cracks are in my spotlights
The sun and the sea sees me by the damaged nightlights
The records and the flaws cruise counters by the guards
Who saw the stages of nepotism living in their own pas
They save the hill tops and counter all of the plight
With arrogance and self-entitlement mixing up the fight
They sing songs of love and peace but when the war starts
They go off running into the streets
Full score panic, demolition of democracy
The peace activists are looting in the streets
Everything burning, terrorist of love and peace
Are doing everything they condone in the streets
Now we only talk about Gandhi and such cause there are only success
Thousands of years of war isn’t something we can forget
We can’t forget the millions massacred by the Romans
The children killed and maimed by American explosives
The violent revolutions and the bloody civil wars
The turntables of little pawns digging into your pours
Capitalist megaphones and Anonymous search parties
Clash with liberty and divide all of our smarties
No one path to a solution to a problem
But we only see one side of a coin so we stop em
Corrode all of the vein and the heart stops beating
But we never fucking learn so this is ever repeating…
Pain or agony, this stench is growing tense
Civility compromised through constant suspense
And repeated departure, the line is getting blurred
When I can’t tell if it’s killing me or making me stronger
Can’t tell if I’m growing or if I’m struggling longer
Can’t tell if succeeding or facing another failure
How am I supposed to understand the stipulations
Of complications when every ounce of my sanity is going through fluctuations
So what should I do now with what little isn’t destiny
Learn to play dead or learn to stand the fuck back up
Learn to pity myself or learn to control my zone
Learn to move on or retain my dome
I just don’t fucking know
