MEDITATIONS Lyrics

In high demand like water in Africa

Pushing the Sentra never no maxima

Change, all a part of my design

We going through seasons, extending the mind

Loose, upon the noose around your throat

Thoughts are a vessel built for you to coast

Or cruise, however you choose to live

Don't sink just swim, we goin in

Tell me what's the truth and what's the meaning of life

Is death the only response? Born to die?

Here we are and we searching for the answers

Heart attack pestilence disease and cancer

It don't make no sense what's the relevance

Say it's all apart of the plan what's the evidence

Let me meditate and medicate the conscious

Big pharma in the house and the product aint honest

And we searching for the answers

These my meditations, these my meditations

These my meditations, these my meditations

Your stars shall align peep the wonders and the signs

Straight through your looking glass break down the alkali

I'm chillin, waiting for my blessings to rain

Dancing on the beat, dos left feet no shame

Pleasure eradicates the need to succeed

We compromise one another to fulfill greed

That Sunday evening empty feeling

Revealing all the things that are useless

To growth, hope I twist into knots, to resemble rope

Your heart blooms a fountain inside it makes me choke

We transcend boundaries, only to forget

This message is global but born in the Midwest

Life, is but a vapor it seems

Dreams, attachment leads to suffering

Yielding, one with peace well aware

Praying for tragedy for the pity that lies there

Yea

Life is but a vapor it seems

Crawling to the dough and i feel it in my soul

Getting old? Me? Never, forever in a rat race

Chasing the dreams, while they float on the breeze,

Tangibility is out of reach and so it seems,

Crawling to the dough and i feel it in my soul

Getting old? Me? Never, forever in a rat race

Chasing the dreams, while they float on the breeze,

Tangibility is out of reach and so it seems,

I'm shackled to reality, fallacy of living this life in hell,

Dwelling behind these scars infidel I am

I feel plans fade away, like ashes and decay, and I may just lose it

Crawling to the dough and i feel it in my soul

Getting old? Me? Never, forever in a rat race

Chasing the dreams, while they float on the breeze,

Tangibility is out of reach and so it seems,

Crawling to the dough and i feel it in my soul

Getting old? Me? Never, forever in a rat race

Chasing the dreams, while they float on the breeze,

Tangibility is out of reach and so it seems,

I'm shackled to reality, fallacy of living this life in hell,

Dwelling behind these scars infidel I am

I feel plans fade away, like ashes and decay, and I may just lose it

And I may just lose it

And I may just lose it

In a hall forever empty I found my applause