How is it that I’m alive?
I can’t believe my eyes.
At the top of a pyramid Mazlow built
but I can’t reach the sky.
I’m telling you I,
last week I could have died.
My life in a flash went by,
still standing here
can’t tell you why.
What gives me the right?
Continuing to fly.
Wind at my back,
no landing gear,
can’t you see I’m high?
Can you tell me why?
I’m given the gift of a body
The patience to sift through some hobbies.
No problem between my job and me.
Not everyone‘s dealt this hand.
Not everyone’s fathered by a man
that taught them discipline but understands
openness will bring a loss of ends.
But this is not about winning
3D life is just the beginning
our consciousness knows more than 9 innings
so rounding the bases again and again and again and again…
doesn’t make for a happy ending
you’re life is built on what you’re intending
on what you’re defending
on what you’re pretending
this state worth ascending
this plane, frame of the bending
game your brain is rendering.
you feel you’re pretendering
Imposter syndrome is hard to shake
The fruit offered by a cunning snake
just to teach you what it is at stake
in a funny way
ego on display
and when it dissolves,
you are on your way.
So hear me say:
How is it that I’m alive?
I can’t believe my eyes.
At the top of a pyramid Mazlow built
but I can’t reach the sky.
I’m telling you I,
last week I could have died.
My life in a flash went by,
still standing here
can’t tell you why.
So I’ll be grateful
For every day that I’m given
Even when it’s painful
I know I could have been rescinded
My time could have ended
My story I don’t know if it’s the beginning
Or if this the appendix
I don’t feel like I’m finished
but God didn’t ask my opinion
and I’m not offended
that my feelings aren’t worth a mention
in a conversation about existence
So I’ll sit down, be humble
Kung Fu Kenny taught me so many
lessons so I won’t stumble
I’ll keep spinning this web keep penning
my words won’t let them jumble
I’ll keep jumping like a rumble pack
There aint no time for mumble rap
cause my thoughts they come in bundles, yeah!
So I’ll be grateful
for every day that I’m given.
Even when it’s painful
I know that my life could have ended.
credits
from The Confusion of Tongues,
released September 30, 2020
vocals, guitars, production - Psychoid
production - Penacho
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