Lou Brindell - Stuck Inside

If you got that spirit (just open up and) let it fly
Most can't hear it some will try to get inside your head
But you need not fear it appearance gettin fuzzy
Clear it up break the mirrors get away from stuck inside your head
Some will try to run and hide then wonder why they're stuck inside their head

Mind funk time shrunk sleep away my daylight
Provided with seconds I find a way not to waste mine
Make rhymes late night wide awake write save the best for the witching hour
Sing it louder sound for sore ears take flight
Stage life stage fright find a way to break that transcend
And really connect with people it's more important now than it's ever been
Real Medicine unplug the internet and make real friends interact with your community
Make an impact make a name take this music to the people
Play the game not to play the game but to infiltrate and really play the game and change things
Or stay the same and slave away your life between paychecks
Paved steps may seem easier than cold earth
But the path the machete cuts could lead to pastures that hold worth so go search
Pray to your own church donate to the plate that feeds your family
Gotta work regardless find a purpose serve it and seek humanity
Heavy as gravity steady the hands that craft infinity
These minutes passing are all we have grab them stand and deliver me

If you got that spirit (just open up and) let it fly
Most can't hear it some will try to get inside your head
But you need not fear it appearance gettin fuzzy clear it up
Break the mirrors get away from stuck inside your head

High hopes rock bottom
Time zones clock stopping bi polar ice caps stock options shift consciousness
Drift off in the abyss thoughtfulness
Dropped often off a cliff by mob bosses
Left with the fish sleeping dreamlessly six feet beneath it in lost coffins
Ground breaking pound pavement sound shaping is out dated
But power ancient shower rain from clouds painted with clown faces
Down payments drown rodents the crowd rages shout down opponents
Mountain ranges found focus when the downtrodden found voices
Now sacred control destiny ocean temperatures rising
And the only hope is we could open up and be woke enough to survive it
Dive in try to swim but don't pick a fight with Poseidon
Be mindful or you might just wind up on the wrong end of the trident
Divided this violent climate swords clash on the forecast
No hiding it's a blood bath for all us poor bastards in the warpath
Don't get stuck inside your head we need our best women and men to step up
If it's left up to chest puffing buffoons they'll press the button boom then what?

Written by:
Louis Klingelhoffer

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