Disgust - Intellectual

[Intro]

It's not just my imagination that I got a gun to my head

Cause I can feel the cold metal and I can smell the gun powder

I know they got their sights on me and its not just paranoia that makes me think this way

I know they got their plan for me

I know they got a grave for me

They want me to admit defeat

They want me to show my fear they know their system's going to break me

It's crushed countless before me

I stand here and try to look out into the dark vastness that is my future

Unfortunately I can't see shit

There are clouds and there seems to be layers to the sky

It's all just too unknown

I waste time wanting to know what will happen

How will it end

But I never want to reach that day when I no longer have a need for that curiosity

I don't want to know the end to this "movie"

Shouldn't I be living yet? Shouldn't I know where I'm headed by now I have millions of dreams and things I want to do with this life

But I barely have time to do the little I do now

It's not satisfaction I get relaxing at the end of the day

It's escape from the stress. Disgust that I'm already in bed waiting to go to sleep again

Wasn't I just here?

Didn't this just happen?

I can't say I know what will happen tomorrow

The higher meaning that I'm looking for did not show itself today