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My Plan

by Feziboy

on Mind Prison (2019)

[Part I]

[Verse 1]
It's not properly locked, so I can only just about see it
Tell me, what's the cost of an Oscar reward
I'd be proud to meet him (Get it?)
A Costa coffee bleeds out in the form of seeds and
I'm lost in the coppery brown
I believe it's rotting deep down without me leaving
This prison's inside its tomb, kinda like a private room
I'm sitting right in it, I'm living in digits
Religion is sinning, it's bringing more problems and issues
I followed it, thought that it "obviously is true"
I'm cornered so force it but
Seem to have brought myself into this loss and
Of course, it's an impossible chore
Just to bring me to kiss you (Fuck)
It's a risk to even speak out
This situation's making me doubt
My limited patience simply to seek help
People say to risk it and be proud
I go astray and think that I seem louder
With a face of self-esteem, however
My case is I really need a towel
To wipe away motherfucking demons out! (Nyah!)
This prison cell is a mind-fuck
But I'm living, well, where the pipe's tucked
Depersonalized; I was never here
Breathe first and write these messed up fears
Each person that tries to interfere
Eat dirt and just die in a pit of shit!
I wanna be humble, respecting my peers
Trouble with drummers, I'm getting more snares!

[Part II]
I mean, I'm just being honest
I don't really care what anyone says, so
Fuck it

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I think I really love him but I'm stuck in something ugly
It must be lust we trust in, can you trust me?
My guts feel so nasty with blood in!
I know my tone juxtaposes, but it's the path I chose
It's a chance to flow with art lined up in crafty rows
Love is like a plant, it grows! Faster with colours, like rose
And it's important to water it loads
A parent, a daughter; Give air to it; It's best be fair to it, though
And then you reload with a better kiss
Together forever, it's messing with my head and shit
As if I'm messing with methamphetamine
Oh, yeah, can I get a spliff? No; Because this is a better thing to smoke!
I keep thinkin' I'm bigger when, really, I'm thinkin'
Like I'm drinkin' the liquor with a shitty dinner
Fitting in with other opinions, hardly winning nothing in this
Fucking business, 'want some listens but I'm wishing others didn't
While I'm sinking under with a fast ship; The last to quit
I must tick every task and I'm a narcissist
But can't resist the empathy, let me be every team
No need to bet on me, so we can effortlessly grow seeds, a better tree
Going for a better me no one can ever be
No love for enemies, no one's the head of me!
There's sweat in each hand, I guess it's the anxiety fighting me
Now I'm weak when I stand, so I'll keep my head right in the sand
Waiting for the day I can be patient with that
As it's really been messing with my plan