V1. You probably didn't read between the lines and realize that evil lies Between the need to love and the desire to be admired A product of the dusty, rusty, bloodied up environment Ignore the ugly symptoms take a Tylenol and die a little Tyrant through a cycle of asylums to deny the vision Silence is a sign that it is time to pick a side of sinning high Or sinking low, I'm feeling tired and alone And uninspired, unadmired, I just wanted to be loved And it's cold here, where frozen wind cross the tundra Black clouds hover, back down, son or get suckered Black crow down in gruesome fashions and mass numbers Watch a thousand charred mannequins enter a mass slumber Now, Welcome to my house, be my friend be my friend Never was a dull moment in my head in my head See the guilt in my actions feel the shame in my core Being sorry is a gift acting sorry is a chore Chorus: I. Ain't the Chosen One broken up, soakin' up Chokin' on the smoke evaporating in my open lungs Soul will juggle hope for fun and pray he doesn't drop it Noddin' off anonymously in my closet X2 V2. Godforsaken feeling barely conscious, tryna concentrate Get off the soapbox, the high horse, the cross and my case Pray the wind is always at my back, the sun always upon my face And if the pain outweighs the love then I'll decide to leave or stay Take a leap of faith into a murky rocky ocean I'm polluted by the mercury and nuclear explosions I possess a supersonic speed to run away in moments of weakness I'm less a superhero than I am facetious, though Take the needle nose and break it off into the gears Dissect the machine and lie breathless for years The acceptance is delusion the deception's in the mirror Lifeless, starin' at the blueprints waiting for it to appear Disappearin' in the shadow realm and peering at it backwards Watch the pyramids collapse into the cracks of blackness Act like I oppose, so I suppose I might expose the casket And let it melt into the ground pretending like it never happened

V1. Connect the lines between the neurotransmitter pathways And bridge the gap between catastrophe and meet me halfway I wasn't laughing out of spite, in fact I'd rather not erase The soul connection that I formed when I was graspin' on the page And now I'm gaspin' 'cus the pain is everlastin' in my brain I wouldn't salvage the remains if I didn't have to change And now my words are leaving such a fickle bitter aftertaste Free the birds from the capture cage and let 'em flap away Don't exacerbate the issue and extend the masquerade Because it's better to be manically depressed than have to wait Half the weight lifted, raised quick from the basement Where the chains sit waiting for my body everyday I rise again, Into the sky of sedatives Parasitic, pair of sickness derelict is on the mend Serendipity, descent into a safer place to rest The king is falling off his thrown the queen is dying in her bed Chorus: Church bells ring now it's time for the mass Sit down everybody put your Money in the Basket Church bells ring now it's time for the rapture Sit down everybody put your Money in the Basket X2 V2. I Find a meaning and it's seemingly demeaning Hyper-secretive the sequence had to see it to believe it Colder seasons make the reaper wanna play without a reason Hope the same fulfilling feeling never turns on my cerebral Hyper-sensitive to visions of peripheral demise And hyper-vigilant to sickness of perceptual surprise It's a perpetuated cycle degradation of the mind Deprivated senses with a decorated state of pride I have come to the consensus that forever isn't long enough I'm waiting on the sun to cease radiating all of us Let the dust settle on my sacred text Pick it up when it rains set it down when it ends This town full of strangers and potential amends Drifting further from creator with my secular friends I rip the verses from the pages while I pick and choose which rules to follow Can't bring myself to the savior Chrous: X4

There's a fine line in the sand to be drawn Between a medicated fighter and a medicated pawn Between eviscerating light and the establishment of god It's a facade out of necessity it's not a separate entity A solemn set of silence steady drowning out the song Ultraviolet, my awakening a shade of what is wrong And in the wake of the destruction rose an angel of my thoughts I couldn't love her if I tried because the lust is just enough To justify the sucker punch onto the face of what is holy Sweeping cuts under the rug and wipin' dust off the rollies Kick start the four door and grip hard the clutch Grind the gears of my mind, drivin' fast where the bones lay Cast in the soul cave, vanish in the darkness Wrap me in comfort blanket, throw to the shark pit Banished and forgotten on my sanity synopsis In a parallel dimension, where it hurts to be accomplished and free Set a tone play it in a minor key Leave me all alone within the garden of the silent beast Pixilate my body while I fixate on the drying sea And sink into the medicine I take to feel at peace Now release The bloody hands hanging over me While I cease and desist by request of my dreams Send a scream to the whisper calling me into the breeze Instead of freezing in the winter growing colder by the week No soldier Toe to toe with broken home hypnosis Drowin' in the fountain holdin' both youth and emotion When the water freezes over take a dive in the sulfer Hope the burns will heal and scab before my living hell freezes over A cautionary tale to toss into the wind I watch is seize as it flutters to the earth to be picked up again Recovering from runnin' from the bloody, battered shutter tick It's nothing but the sun until you catch a glimpse of sufferin' Overcast black clouds hover over love parade Soak my clothes in waterfalls on Such a fucking Lovely Day I'd love to stay in touch because I have a lot to say But I wouldn't wanna burden you on Such a fucking Lovely Day Suppress the razor in a second to the dirt Set the pace of the savior and I'll show you what it's worth Second chances are a joke, I don't expect no one to change But I wouldn't wanna tell you that on Such a fucking Lovely Day So I keep it to myself on the move And if you can see through me you bit off more than you can chew Lost the pursuit of truth, caught up in a useless clue Thought is never fluid nothing ever moves through Nothing better than the build up, ready for the jump Love embedded in the roots, pour the water out the cup Put your soul into your flowers, make a livin' off 'em, too But know that most of 'em'll die because they're sitting in a living room Yo We feel neglected when we run out acceptance And the well of evanescence runs dry in the desert In a cell to serve a sentence in a room of written letters Never mail 'em out of fear that they will be returned to sender I Find a center just to shake into the breakdown Ride a wave of whiskey to an island full of ghost towns Caught between epiphanies and visions of the profound Predicted by the symphonies depicted by a lone smile A slow frown creepin' up steady risin' Like the sun to the east over moonlit horizons I sink into the sea of ambiguity provided I Don't wake up on the wrong side of my eyelids Diving bliss, but a dream for the lifeless I'd rather not acknowledge what it's like to feel enlightened I'd rather not acknowledge what it's like to feel okay But I wouldn't wanna tell you that on Such a fucking Lovely Day So I let the rain hit, on my brain, skip Never went to rehab, I took five vacations Gave a look on the outs to my friends and my fam Never came out the house 'til they sent my back again You wouldn't Really wanna what's going on with Jake And anyways I wouldn't tell you, 'cus I'm feeling off today Go enjoy this mother fucking Lovely Day Leave me to ugly habits, I will not be mad if you walk away And if you choose to stay, know I'm always loyal Take a bullet for the ones who never gave up on me Shouts to Brett, Trevor, Baby Jake, Shayna, CMJ, Erik, Ape and most of all my overseer, Desirae It's like that Like this, wear a smile on my fat lip Slip through the cracks of an open casket Cascade to the river, where they spread my ashes And rise agin to the sweat-drenched sheet of my mattress

V1 Ayo back when I was snortin' Percocet and drinkin' fifths of whiskey I was looking for an answer wondering if kids would miss me And if not then alienate me, alien race me And deny me my existence, blast me back to where I came from Back to black backpacks of paint cans and brush strokes Back to train tracks to paint tags between blunt smoke Back to Chan where I would cop Suboxone at the Kwik Trip 'Cus I needed to feel free baby, please baby, listen Some, never escape the sensation tempation You are damned if you do, damned if you do not cave in There's so much beauty in the thought of humanizing urges I'll personify the truth while you appropriate my purpose I'm genetically imperfect, you're a sedentary serpent In a cemetery inadvertently making me nervous And if one thing is for certain, it's that you're working my circuits You could sing in flat notes I'd still tell you that it's perfect baby Chorus: X2 Love, hate, love, hate, love, hate, love Love waits, love stays, we love to hate but hate to love We love to stair at other's faces 'cus we hate what we've become We hate to break but love the hope that says the happiness will come V2. I guess I'm, not, really, feeling like myself at present Life has a monopoly on death wishes and head trips Second guess rip the flesh clean off the cleaver, thoughts Of seeing deeper meaning intervening when I'm feelin' restless Cardiac arrested call me crazy or corrected Call me hazy, hateful, codependent, jaded frame of reference Call me caught up in the depths of caution, costly call me desperate Call me constantly when you're depressed but never when you're better Keep sending scarlet letters seal 'em with your tongue You penned ambiguous in cursive and etched out the "A" with blood If that is heaven there's no hell on earth more desolate than love I don't think numbness is progressive it's just something you become And that's the truth, happiness and sad begins with you So how can you be sure your misery isn't induced? I, do not have the answers and I don't pretend I do Because I'm privy to overcorrecting and steering into the noose Chorus X2 V3 I guess I wasn't, really, feeling like myself the other day I'd rather fade away into the sky of razor blades Momma say "don't cry" mamma say "it's okay" Namaste, nada change, not a trace, not a slave To my godly thoughts anonymous and on my honor rolling stone Only to gather pieces left from broken homes Left, wing broken right wing soakin' up the oil spill Test bring focus rest bring death, only hope to Comatose and block the Novocain reactionary numbness On my soulless brain I hibernate and wait for summer Hide away my racing thoughts making it hard to say what's up I st I st I st I stutter when I m-mention my momentum When I attest to moments where I was hopeful and open Walking Borderlines of personalities and parasitic hoaxes Air is brittle cold and I'm alone and all I know is That I noticed how I felt and documented in my notebook Wrote love Chrous

Rumor has it that you want a panini... If that's the case you better get a panini There are lots of places that'll sell you a panini My friend Grik makes a mean panini You could say he's the panini genie Get a panini from my boy Grik V1. I got mad at my sister so I went and ate some twinkies All my friends say that I'm good rapping but I never listen I got mad at my mom so I cried to my girlfriend She says she likes the way my hair falls on my forehead I got mad at the world so I went and got a facial She told me that my pores were exfoliated greatly I got mad at my father so I went and bought a fishing pole And caught a bunch of perch right down at the fishing hole This is so fun this is fun times ten Making bonsai cuts on my sometimes friends Got a chip on my shoulder ice pick won't dent So I skip to my lou flick the Bic at my head And flip the script like it's nothin' come from the back With a mouth full of nails and a fist full of ass If you got the hand lotion you can rub it on my.... Sexy fanny pack Bridge: Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Girl look at that body Oh yeah, Oh yeah Tuck my napkin in my shirt because I got it like that Chorus: X4 Oh yeah, never liked the backstreet boys But I like Wu-Tang big boy Oooh, never like the backstreet boys But I like Wu-Tang big boy V2. Oh. Yeah. Not sleepy not tired Take a lot of meds 'cus I got a lotta virus I don't make sense when I cry like a tyrant Run around with my dog shittin' on hydrants I never had a poop bag plagued by poop stains Never liked trap music but I got two chains Can't deal with the hi-hats that do this (Unintelligible machine gun noise) So I let the track skip It's like this and like that and like that and like this Got a cute girlfriend with a cute-ass lisp All my bros say I'm whipped 'cus I painted her toenails... That was very early on in our relationship I'm not ashamed of it I'm (unintelligible mumbling) Recording in my basement bitch That's all I'm saying kid Bridge: Chorus: X2 Bullshit... Yeah. At work they told me to achieve results I said "save that for the panini vault" Never go to Panera with a sneezing adult Or you'll end up with a sneezy, cheesy salt

V1. Give me a second, just a second, all I need is just a second Out of my mind and element, just take a step out of my presence Tryna breath deep's an effort, tryna keep keep invested But I'm knee deep and these demons keep me from heaven Let it breath, let it settle, let it decompress a little It won't decompose it's metal, so I do suppose it's settled then I'm a live action veteran with a despise for repetition Toss the littler of demise into the ditches of existence Paint a picture of the sky, make it a symbol of ambition Paint a picture of the dirt and call it North Star Wisdom baby Adjust your vision, I'm a walking juxtaposition And a double negative like "I did not see nothin' mister" Twister, sucking me in and then spitting me out And people don't think I'm depressed until they hear my songs and figure it out All of this dirty talk is leaving acne on my mouth They loved me back in high school 'cus I gave 'em lots to gossip about Yeah, I bet you're waiting for a chorus That's what they call a pristine 16, adore it I'm the nicotine buzz to the universe's morning coffee Not a carbon copy but I shouldn't need to state the obvi In fact it's quite the opposite I come correct equipped With rhyme schemes that make your spine tingle like an exorcist I make, huge egos disappear like paparazzi clicks And I'm a cited study, you're an outdated hypothesis I'm not an isolated incident, however I am isolated In my icy cave and there's a difference Between being sadistic and a cynical prick And I guess I walk a line between the two and hope that never I will slip Eyes rollin' back into my head of casper kicks around cadavers On my manically laughin' like nothin' matters Kicking back with a lobotomy apparatus to tap the madness Sad, angry, lonely, numb never real happiness Weird talking space: Geez. That North Star Kid sure is depressed a lot of the time Have you heard his song Such a Lovely Day? Do you think he's serious about riding a wave of whiskey to an island full of ghost towns? Definitely Nevertheless unless it's less of death and more of holding heavy breathes The moral of the story keeps me morbid and unimportant It's less about the lesson learned and more about the severed heads That nod off beat to the snare taps in the chorus Geez Welcome to the blank mind state showcase emporium The sword swallowers are to your left, show your support to 'em Them poor sons of bitches never really knew what hit 'em Caught 'em slippin' 'fore they dove into they pockets for they riches Now, quick hit the lick, swallow fifths of Jameson You gotta dissipate and scatter 'fore they hit you with that discipline As if it really rains where we're headed it's only sunny days ahead Welcome to your six by eight, here's breakfast in bed That's what happens when you acting reckless, act irreverent Act offensive then attack and act like it's defensive Act like animals, who act erratic, startled by the breeze And if you master the technique you could end up like me Weird talking space: Oh my god! Geez! Weighing in at three hundred fifty thousand pounds (Where's the pizza getter) Wait a minute, How 'bout this Weighing in at three hundred fifty five thousand bars Fighting out of Long Lake, Minnesota North Starrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Wisdom Oh my god! Spare the whack emceeeeeeeeeeees Jesus fucking chri- If you're listening it's too late