Let us name it Radical, my Love Lyrics

Lost me somewhere in the trees, man

Doing anything I please, man

I don't think that I ever wanna leave, man 

I don't think I wanna go

Now I'm sailing on fantasies, man

She blowing like she is the breeze man

Sorta Sora, way I've got the keys,  man

I don't think I wanna know

Open eye to the waking life

Here another frog in a drain pipe

 Waiting for the true story to begin

Yet too afraid to face everyday challenges

Backyard, pretending he's a dragon

Running through the grass with his arms up flapping

Driveway, pretending he's a star

Pretty girls, stage lights and the fancy bars

But them bars ain't what he wants them to be

they solidify, he won't escape easily

Locked in the infinite possibility

Of all the things he thinks maybe that he could be

But only reaching for what pleasures immediately

Words can be armor and cloak

Control lighting, avoid mirrors, douse me in smoke 

When honesty would honestly make me feel like a joke

 If the whole story was ever told 

So we go and take a seat before they raise the curtain

He'd say on that stage man it's really quite certain 

That he's never fake, paid the cost, naked snake, big boss 

They appreciate they just heard the sound

Of a reference to metal gear and James Brown

 And he's truly such an artist

Approved by all those who truly know what art is

Bringing new perspective and even catharsis 

But really something like that Tin Man, heartless

Hide behind walls of an internal fortress

Time is all it cost me

growing cold, feeling kinda frosty 

You lost me

I was feeling like a nobody dawn to dusk

Got me lost in the world that never was

And I was dreaming, I'm dreaming

I'm searching, I'm scheming

I'm fiending for a deeper meaning

I'm shamed by the things that I am seeing

Try to rebuild my entire being 

Jin, take me by the hand, sees the faces in my soul

I think he understands

The neurotic retreats within

Part of me doesn't really want to do this

Part of me sees the fantasies they're useless, foolish

I house something that howls and screams

Behind the unreality of nightmares and dreams

Seems it shall be heard

Door will not be shut

Has me wanting to cut open my stomach and spill my guts, but

Part of me is bothered to compulsively fake purity

Leash that dog in the shadows of obscurity

Honestly, not surprising me what I'm seeing

Western European, stay denying the mud

Revision and repression run in my blood