Sol Sinyc - The Woodcarver's Symphony

Geppetto, Geppetto, I'm on the pedal
Strings stretching my skin, tryna break free
Geppetto the devil I cannot settle
I could feel your power tryna take me
Leeched onto my dark mind
Symbiotic, each wrong make the heart die
Hypnotic, I belong in these hard times
Can't keep, running away to the far side
All my guardian angels have broken wings
Wake up sweating from the coldest dreams
Hell is starting to feel like home to me
Fix me up, thinking you could stitch me up, so it seems
Been a slow 24 plus years
How can one's poetry show such fear
Life isn't 'posed to be so unfair
I could prolly sail overseas, so much tears

Geppetto, Geppetto, wearing stilettos
She-Devil puppeteering yeah we on tour
Geppetto, Geppetto, deserve a medal
Standing ovation yelling encore
Mallory Lewis and Fran Brill
You imitate their craft on me with grand skill
You want me not to move so I stand still
Invading my emotions so I can't feel
Pinocchio story how the song goes
Got an urgent message for my pawn foes
Use my words as weapons to you Monstro's
Lie you on the ground with the long nose
Have you going over walls like Kilroy
Murder competition, what an ill ploy
I'd give anything to feel joy
I just want to be a real boy

Geppetto, Geppetto, singing falsetto
Her melodies got us all mind controlled
Geppetto, Geppetto, I hear the echo
We all wearing strings like designer clothes
Close minded niggas gonna fear this
But I know niggas gotta hear this
Niggas turn to Van Gogh if you ain't Hollywood, true
Shit, if I heard it somewhere else I probably would too
That's the realest shit I ever wrote down
It don't stop here, there's enough to go round
Looking forward to the days fans want my old sound
Make my music universal but it's fuck mo-town
I don't need no record deal, nah
But nigga that's a record deal
My, name next to an X got sex appeal
I need the money that I thought I'd never feel

Crazy over money like Stromboli
We nothing without money that's what mom showed me
No vision, might as well blindfold me
We cannot break the cycle what my mind told me
Programmed thoughts killing human growth
They got us where they want us, this the Truman show
Topics I'm exploring from a cubicle
Gotta let em out before I lose control
Shout out to my fam, even those that I'm far from
Surgical convos, we opening hearts up
But why that only happen when we soaking in dark rum
Or the moment we spark blunts, when we sober we posing frozen and closing our hearts shut
I know
It's the devil's work, feeling darker than your eyes closed
Seven strings represent the deadly sins of my soul
I should be in space for the times I took the high road

Geppetto, Geppetto, I'm off the pedal
I'ma stop speeding, hit the breaks free
Geppetto, Geppetto, I'm gonna settle
Settle for a deal you gon make me
If I sell my soul, leave my mother alone, leave my brother alone
Leave my niggas alone, leave my cousins alone
I know you think I'm bugging I won't
Be gone forever, know the loving is strong
Blue fairy never gave me Jiminy Cricket
I think my life was meant to be written by Lemony Snicket
Never had chimney, picket fence, I'm cynically living
My inner energy different, my entity viscous
Rickety heart on my sleeve, if not, I don't wear nothing
Share rare subjects while the snares bumping
We all got demons to fight back, I like that, cause we on the right track, now we aware of it

Written by:
Steven Almonte

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