another sunset lost from a rotating motion
time to chase the moon out into the open
tell it reverse when it circles the Earth
so we can bring it back to our original birth

hollow certified, emotionless - extremely distant
follow the road reciting mantras like a dreamy mystic
swallowing potions of the wicked witches in my city
going through motions tryna get the riches being witty
it's like a magic trick, the gift of gab's abracadabra
you practice sticking jabs and learn quick that a vic'll stab ya'
I'd rather meditate on the knowledge
cuz after 12th grade, I went straight to college
but never knew the proper path I wanted to pursue
learned the proper math, watched the lines on the graph become unglued
the probabilities increased as I approached zero
could've just focused on peace and been a folk hero
extreme intensity never ceased, so I took it higher
grounded myself a little more firmly, and hooked to wires
opened my hand and asked if anyone would take the fire
I still burn, having never learned to embrace the pyre

another sunset lost from a rotating motion
time to chase the moon out into the open
tell it reverse when it circles the Earth
so we can bring it back to our original birth (x2)

second take, wide awake - 'fraid of jake? never
pensive face, time & place - serve the cake clever
I got the hottest shit your brain could wrap its head around
but you been busy tugging on sleeves of a deader crowd
the zombie apocalypse started when You got bit
I used to pilot, but I spied it, ejected the cockpit
you're useless as the fuselage, I'm lucky in my parachute
it's clunky being human, your movements can embarrass you
another sunset lost at the work desk
another 32 bars trying to perfect
thinking since sleep is the cousin of sure death
I'm staying up, tweaked til the hangovers hurt less
and staying upbeat bout the fate of a lost time
the fake art, ain't easy on the heart, so I cross mine
out with the bad, in with the good
I've got the proper arc, the spark and the kindling wood