Ken Finney - Dreadfully Twisted

I can see it all clearly then my vision gets muggy
I was young and chasing purpose then I started chasing hundreds
I been stressing lately, pressure building up, it's getting to me
Now I find myself losing my way, all a sudden I'm
Faded, twisted, spinning round, dizzy
What is wrong with me? I'm in my feelings
Blurred visions, slurred endings
Staring at this bag that I dreadfully twisted
I can see it all clearly then my vision gets muggy
I was young and chasing purpose then I started chasing hundreds
I been stressing lately, pressure building up, it's getting to me
Now I find myself losing my way, all a sudden I'm
Faded, twisted, spinning round, dizzy
What is wrong with me? I'm in my feelings
Blurred visions, slurred endings
Staring at this bag that I dreadfully twisted

I ain't ever been through TSA, I pack my baggage lightly
Sober thoughts I've carried with me might get me indicted
Issues in my family had me going psychotic
And I love my fam, I promise; it's just too much to acknowledge
I get overwhelmed with humans, this clearly isn't my home
On the day I made my debut, I made this planet my own
I can't squeeze you in my world if we don't mix, I'm not juicing lemons
At first I value peace, I'm not the issue, say it with conviction.
These are my journal entries, these are my notes
I'm sharing my diary wit ya
I'm sharing the sides of me that I haven't been consciously acknowledging
And that's why when I speak it sounds like I AM.
Don't let that go over your head as I cram and slam the board with me

I can see it all clearly then my vision gets muggy
I was young and chasing purpose then I started chasing hundreds
I been stressing lately, pressure building up, it's getting to me
Now I find myself losing my way, all of a sudden I'm
Faded, twisted, spinning round, dizzy
What is wrong with me? I'm in my feelings
Blurred visions, slurred endings
Staring at this bag that I dreadfully twisted
I can see it all clearly then my vision gets muggy
I was young and chasing purpose then I started chasing hundreds
I been stressing lately, pressure building up, it's getting to me
Now I find myself losing my way, all a sudden I'm
Faded, twisted, spinning round, dizzy
What is wrong with me? I'm in my feelings
Blurred visions, slurred endings
Staring at this bag that I dreadfully twisted

I was sent to garnish humanity and enlighten it
Promotion of love in the highest sense
Not with the wicked, I'm pure in my spirit
I'm frequently tempted by my desires,
I'm Sacrificing my flesh as a lamb
Honor this temple that God is within
I couldn't hear God until diving within
Yeah, got my faith in order, check
Got my papers in order, check
No longer living in regret;
I repented for my sin and progressed
Managed shadows I created myself
Vowed to not ever summon them again
Over conscience of the way that I live
I see the vision

I can see it all clearly then my vision gets muggy
I was young and chasing purpose then I started chasing hundreds
I been stressing lately, pressure building up, it's getting to me
Now I find myself losing my way, all of a sudden I'm

Written by:
Kenyatta Finney Jr

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