[Mac Lethal]

I didn’t bob, I didn’t weave, I didn’t run

Why get a job when in my sleeve there is crumb

There is a need for every crumb forever young

Forever in blue jeans

I blame my other half for the pressure and mood swings

But wait, not my lover, no no, I mean the other half of me

She hogs the covers, I puff it, pass then sleep

So if I die today the only thing that I would wish

Was that I had more time to sit around and not do shit

I got two fists, but no will to fight

So we can take it outside

And I’m gonna be like "damn, what a pretty night"

I got hindsight right here, that’s something that you’ll never get

It’s not an epithet, it’s real, I bubble but I never sweat

And if I melt from the heat stroke

I’m gonna float forever by myself in a steamboat sink

Before I reach the brink

The most self destructive thing I ever learned how to do was think


[Hook/Caleb Slade]

Now tell me where does this thing called me begin

Or better yet can you tell me where my madness ends

You think you can separate the man from the Voices Within

I think not, no I don’t think so, cause we have tried and me and these demons share one soul


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The first time that I fell

I was bleeding inspiration on a beautiful trail

Too soon to inhale another turbulent turn

Learning how to readjust as my pseudonym burned

It’s an iron-man world, with a silent film etiquette

Fire man carry all my problems to the benefit

And at this gala event, there are no black ties

It’s full of crooks that live in castles and can cast fire

The sky isn’t quite right

I don’t want to fight like “This is it” bye, and it’s night-night

A person of trained thought, denying alarm clocks

Implying that my mind is just a haven for soft spots

My simple life won’t apply to you

It’s cut and dry, and confined by the right of truth

This carousel will work till it breaks down

And apparently the words are all just the same now


[Hook/Caleb Slade]

Now tell me where does this thing called me begin

Or better yet can you tell me where my madness ends

You think you can separate the man from the Voices Within

I think not, no I don’t think so, cause we have tried and me and these demons share one soul