Darkside NYC - Cognitive Capability Overload (The Ability to Stare Out Into My Own Inner World and No Longer Blink!!)

My disposition and my inner thoughts are mismatched
I'm sitting idle; I'm trying not to let mental conflicts dispatch
Can't maintain a train of thought for more than a minute and 5/6th
Anti-sociable, unapproachable-next thing you know it's missed
When forced to undergo an imminent social interaction
I relish the drink in my hand, a momentary source of distraction
Your absent connotation seems to have lost my attention
A faraway gaze-I nod-hostage to some void in this dimension

Please don't be offended if our conversation seems strained
My mind is temporarily suspended until my sentience is regained
They're passing me the joint, but what's the point? I'm already flipping
View from above; I can't maintain my astral plane-I'm trippin'

The ability to stare out into my own inner world and no longer blink
And no longer blink!

In remembrance of an era not so very long ago
I lost a grip on my composure, slipped and let bad feelings show
Can't believe what's in my head-it's resting in my hands
I'm led to think I'm not cut out to meet society's demands
Society commands!

Introspective capability is lacking in most
No control, who stole the soul? It disappeared like a ghost
Common sense conformist viewed as normal and sane
End up like everybody else-can't think of nothin' to be gained
Mentally dark and apart from others who can't relate, I come off hated
Within the confines of non-compliance, I'm thus alienated
Calibrate the conniving; redundant rhetoric compensated
Avoidance I prefer-don't need their approval to feel validated

Eager anticipation: what a fruitless endeavor
The power of positive thinking? How clever
Complete endocrine control is my ultimate goal
I need a quicker pick-me-upper when I'm deep in the hole
Another phat plan shot to shit-once again I blew it
What's a dopamine induced stupor to get you right through it
A natural high... but why live a lie? It's all fucked up when you get down to it

Getting the third degree-these questions are killin' me
All I really want is some relief; prescribe something ill for me
To tingle the receptors and tantalize the joy
My neurons are numbed by chemical decoy
Past decisions are analyzed forever-never final
Future consequences weighed while current urges scream like primal
Stay within safe boundaries; don't step too far beyond
The lines of marked enemy territory I secretly abscond

Written by:
Rich O'Brien

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