Spark -

Selling lighters at the gasoline reservoirs

Hoping for a spark

Instance leading to the next

Hoping my existence leaves a mark

We’re all connected

Feet on the same ground

Yet I’m hell bound

For painting a new image that

Consciousness is a privilege

We get for doing nothing

No choice to be here but

Free will like my blood pumping

Through the chambers

We label on the diagrams

That wouldn’t exist without the chambers

Yet we call this life a hologram

Even considering the dangers

Of cutting off circulation

I need a spark

Give me a light

I’m in the dark

My minds stuck

Not in thought but the bone

Never ending

When times a sundial made out of stone

This shit’s endless

Like the stars we can’t count but we keep counting

Distracting ourselves by flipping coins into a fountain

Making wishes when our lives are drowning

Take a breath —

Just distractions to your true purpose

Keep working on your shit ‘til it’s no less than perfect

I should take my own advice

'Cause I’ve been chasing the same old price

Halfway gone rolling the same old dice

On my bullshit I’m smoking the same old spice

Searching for a passion in the same old heights

I need the new nights, new lights, new sights

Don’t think twice

This ain’t no suicide

Not enough life to suffice

Got an open mind with the closed eyes

Cast a shadow on the world fuck a sunrise

Upside down then drown

Can’t avoid the capsize

The shit is closer than it appears

Eyes peeled at the horizons light

When I got no sleep

I’m reap-in that shuteye

Look into my mind

Insomnia got me up

Fuck it’s obvious

Sublime nausea

Excuse my sloppiness

I’m done with all this shit

I’m done with all that shit

Call me a bitch for all the bark

I said fuck it

I guess I’d rather be in the dark

Hit the switch