State of Mind
I wanna fly away to Cloud 9, and live in a euphoric state of mind
Every thought is another tic, on the the inevitable hands of time
Go to my utopia, and be carried by golden chariots with silver trim
Fly above a sea of angels, and never feel any pain again
But instead, I learned to make art out of scribbling lead,
Entering another dimension while I had head rushes flush through my head
And flashbacks attack and jump at my back, when strength lacks
With venomous ways, it's torturous but I learned to strike back
Every bad night is awaken by an even brighter day,
And while the moon hides low, the sun comes to brighten the way
So fight for today, tomorrow might not come burden free
Think better thoughts, unlock better locks, and better is what you'll be
Somethings are better left unsolved, I'm not Sherlock Holmes
But I'm a detective who detected how to fight wars, with out leaving my home
I'm blacked out with no emotion, frozen over and told that I cant shine
They tried to take my light, but I'm to bright, when I scribble out a rhyme
And as the rain drops fall, we all stand up taller
We all get manipulated, we're all wearing a shock collar
It doesn't matter the reason, that you're hiding in the dark
Every last soul, has a route to it's heart, through its spark
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