A 1-2, a 1-2

I’m the type of guy who always needs a shower

Mornings and afternoons I treat my hair like flowers

Toiling in the mud, dirt, sand at work and after hours

I feel nothing but empowered

Seems to me we like to play as the cowards

Talking about plain things, save for the towers

Soon as I bring it up the basics gonna cower

Take my sweet nothings and turn them something sour

I wake up some days feeling rather pissed

Looking to the ground and how solid it is

Wishing I was grounded but proud the sky exists

Yet the mist I’ve found is the middleground I missed

Mist, like the whip when you ride for this shit

The mist, like Stephen King outside with the It

Missed, like the Kimber on the side of my hip

Mist, mist

Catch you outside missing me on that bullshit

You wanted at once heaven so nine to five on the pulpit

Serving up the sermons put the power in your toolkit

Until you got caught jerking your fist like a bullwhip

Privacy of your home, Wonderbread and Cool Whip

Little did they know, your wife was there in full drip

Very little knew of your mistress on call

Funny is the way in which our life falls

The good, the bad, and the ugliest of jaws

Swallowing us whole in the convergence of it all

People think they know you when they don’t know shit at all

Ain’t it real funny how opposites get involved

Mist, like the whip when you ride for this shit

The mist, like Stephen King outside with the It

Missed, with the Kimber on the side like some grits

Mist, mist

Real eyes realize what they see ain’t just one

It’s two making three which is really three into one

.33 like God or Winchester, please someone

Tell me why no one sees there’s a third option?

Third-eye shunned by established peoples

Critical thought dialogue seen as evil

Diplomats ain’t so diplomatic either

We live in a yin and yang kind of ether

I aim for the point between the black and white twist

And before you know it I’m gone in a wince

I ain’t just gone with the wind but gone with the mist

When you’re gone you’ll be missed

Mist, like the eyes when you ride for this shit

The mist, like anyone outside of the ship

Missed, like the in the with a

Mist, mist

Missed, like the heart if you ride for a buck

The missed, like anybody down on their luck

Mist, like the in the with a

Mist, mist