The Lufian Project - Unordinary

Room remodel, wanking models, pills and bottles, keep it bottled up
It's awful, leave the snorkel, drown, ignore all pain
Same old twaddle, drink and wobble, live full throttle, write the novel
But I'm mortal and I ain't got all day
Now I'm seeing red, to myself I won't lie
But it's loud in my head, so I'm merry for tonight
Got my people on my left, got your people on my right
And we're smoking up the Jeff with unordinary vibes
I don't really wanna get into it, but I gotta do it, prove it to my motherfucking self
Cause I'm feeling like I blew it, getting through it, still pursuing things that are bad for my health
Surrounded by addiction and it's taking all my vision cause I'm itching for some dangerous sex
I'm loving all the friction but it's gonna be fiction cause she's laying on a broken hearted chest
Oh no, don't expose your ex-hoes with that next flow
It's like echoes, forget those, if ya let go, success grows
So now I'm working on me, tryna do my therapy
Tryna gain back what I've been missing
So instead of judging me, why don't you get up and leave
And chase your own damn vision, bitch
Now I'm seeing red, to myself I won't lie
But it's loud in my head so I'm merry for tonight
Got my people on my left, got your people on my right
And we're smoking up the Jeff with unordinary vibes
I have awoke but I'm still trapped in this world
I have awoke but I'm still trapped in this world
I'm trapped in the system, surprised that my brain hasn't just collapsed from the wisdom
Collecting evil through my eyes
The lies we give to each other, the snakes in the brothers
The fakes in the lovers, any human for that matter
Sometimes I wanna hide, shut myself off and cut off from any human contact
Feel like my heart's gone black, the darkness in this world, I'm always exposing it
I can't help it, I'm selfish, feel like if I go out, I'll turn fake without knowing it
Need to sort myself out, been like this for years, peers with beers won't help me
I try to keep myself healthy but on the weekends, the hell breathes
I pretend to enjoy my night but I annoy my life, a rut is what I'm in
And I begin to enter in the ways of sin so I can win, letting all these demons in but
Depression's sending me lessons, the method of sharing confessions through essence is helping, I suppose
Foes have rose, which friends are real
The ones that wanna see you build and fulfil your dream
I need to build a team, but no one's on my wavelength
But I've gained strength in the year that's passed
Now fearing a task is now just a nightmare to me
Life don't fight fair with me
And I've realised there's more than life than money
And it's funny, cos now that I've woken up, I can dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream

Written by:
Lloyd Grey

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