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letra de reflections - aeon//83

[chorus: huaru]
dip in this river thinking i feel livid in my mind
got the wind under my fins and then i’m swimming in the sky
my self image switching up it’s hypnotism in disguise
like my vision been in prisms split in bits like it was light
dip in the stream of consciousness i’m living in my mind
got the birds that’s in the ground, and i see fishes in the sky
watch the images distort, and light just trickle into night
yeah we breaking up the wavelength watch it rippling in time

[verse 1: huaru]
my pen doing b-tterfly strokes in a sea of ink
in my mind i wanna try to float but i seem to sink
the deeper and deeper we go, it’s like time for the reaper to creep up and show up
i hope they don’t think that i’m weak ’cause i’m slowing up
keep on repeating my demons in hopes you’ll forgive me, i feel like these people don’t know enough
i emerge from the void
like i turned to a droid
my brain is just circuitry
i don’t have nerves but you irking me
hurt little boy
if you having trouble connecting to people
then why don’t you work little boy?
give up on your dreams and just leave it to me
it’ll only get worse little boy
half man, half suicidal circuit board
still got a purpose just working toward it
tried to look inward, my guts were contorted
this sh-t is to die for, no soul to afford it
neither my heart nor my minds in the right place
why does my art go to war inside of my brain
when i grab the mic its like aborting all of my pain
until i’m writing more and then i force another migraine
more stress
more or less moralless
the source of this is the cortex
sorta p-ssed, and this? just getting more pressed
torn to bits and then left at the doorstep
my reflection distorted
my heads out in orbit
reject and i forbid
to forfeit or stretch any more
to get more respect
and attention afforded
feel like i’m tripping out
when i look in the mirror
i can’t help but feel like
i look at myself a bit different now
if i’m different, then tell me i’m different, how?
is it from within
or is it to do with how i’m looking out
maybe there isn’t a difference
if so, indifference is what i live with now
these are just the things that i’ve been thinking ’bout
[chorus: cryptive]
dip in this river thinking i feel livid in my mind (my mind)
got the wind under my fins and then i’m swimming in the sky (the sky)
my self image switching up it’s hypnotism in disguise (disguise)
like my vision been in prisms split in bits like it was light (like light)
dip in the stream of consciousness i’m living in my mind (my mind)
got the birds that’s in the ground, and i see fishes in the sky (the sky)
watch the images distort, and light just trickle into night
yeah we breaking up the wavelength watch it rippling in time

[verse 2: cryptive]
yeah i’m flipping through this sketchbook all these pages are self portraits
i just break apart them drawings
port ’em warp ’em
making art export it
exploring, wavs in arcs they’re falling
up into the sky and
raining down a data cloud with streams of code creating all the forests
bringing life, it give it back
inside an ouroboros cycle
leave an imprint from the ridges weathered
falling from those tightropes
got aberration yeah a schism in my thinking prism
reflexive refraction detracting from my
aura all of y’all so spiteful
chucking stones inside the water surface
cause that ain’t me it cause disturbance
pour oil light it watch it burning
all this thinking may just irritate my inner brain
the give and take, the yin and yang, and bliss and pain
my sense of self is gone i’m searching
but it may be lost distorted
a corrupted file locked in servers
with no backup, and no patch a
ghost with no sh-ll, walking earth when
soul is so willed, this code scatter
and go transition and then bring in this
raw emergence, destructive style
got them burners
switching modes
beyond the surface
just know that i’m working with broke data
and hoping for patterns in the canvas spatter
so far it is showing no tells
i’m just stuck here while
i try to piece the parts
i’m sorry, i’ve been stuck awhile
f-ck
[chorus: cryptive]
dip in streams of consciousness i’m living in my mind
got the birds that’s in the ground, and i see fishes in the sky
watch the images distort, and light just trickle into night
yeah we breaking up the wavelength watch it rippling in time
dip in this river thinking i feel livid in my mind
got the wind under my fins and then i’m swimming in the sky
my self image switching up it’s hypnotism in disguise
like my vision been in prisms split in bits like it was light

- aeon83

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