j e f f r i - THIS IS FINE

Looking in the black, bout to see that action
Quiet where we pass, silence split in fractions
Broken, wind sounds like it's spoken
The log I'm posted on is from a living thing that's open
And the sight of smoke is from what we broke
If I feel alive, than I'm taking yours
I hear swaying notes like swaying branches
Pavement cold and broke advances, but
When it's dark and the surface is gone
How you really know who's putting you on
I might slip on a stone, it's a vibe that we on
Ain't a tribe, or a home, till' you making it so like

You used to be fresh up in my mind
You used to be up up and then down and you
Say you right
Can't write down the way I feel
That would make it too personal to say it's real

What is real anyway, like yesterday
Left without a trace but effects on me, yester may
Fester tomorrow, it's crazy when we're born we start dying
Alliances sworn and then we start lyin'
I live on time borrowed
So have a bash, being rash, search for cash fast, stashed away sorrow
Tears flow sow crops and meadows
Slow Joes run in stock stilettos
They can't catch me I'll be

Take my daily bread
Social life is dead
Got the voices in my head and we'll

They acting crazy and emotional
We surfin' through these major waves like the ocean pull
Like what else we supposed to do
I'm whippin' up some wholer foods
And try to zip up my forbidden fruits
Replace em' with the new just like the grocer do
They asking you alright
They asking daijobu
I'm saying thank you much
They say merci beaucoup
You caught me piping like French onion soup
Now I'm enlightened like Zenestu with some lightning
Take a bite with you
And could we have a talk?
It doesn't matter if they're Nikes or Crocs
I'm tryna understand the path your shoes will walk
I seen the grass you pressed down last September
Knew it would last, went from dearly beloved to illy remembered
With silly pretenders
I've rendered myself similar for chicks with some tenders
Some empty splendors sound familiar
But consider this your boy's ecdysis
Out my shell became an ectotherm beside Khaleesi's
I guess the thesis is coming where disease is
Grab your Jesus pieces, pledge allegiance to the sequence
Red and White, Blue frequency, now I'm on the defense
Ask if I'm alright, I say I'm chillin' for the weekend
I'm freakin' like

Written by:
Jeffrey Dankenbring

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