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Barely Human
Lately I'm feeling barely-human,
Don't even wanna belong here trapped in their-delusion,
Delusions of grandeur on a rock that's barely-moving,
Maybe I'm really half alien and there's-a-fusion,
Mum told me she was pregnant with me when my dad died,
Maybe she was abducted and don't remember or she lied,
An experimental extra terrestrial divide,
Between species in which they planted an embryo inside,
To create this mind,
Spraying bars outward-manically,
My lyrics are outer-planitary,
My whole life I've been feeling out-of-sanity,
From a kid I started to doubt-reality,
Looked around and wished I could only live in a world without-banality,
And the majority won't understand my speech,
'Cause I speak,
A language that's been made alien to us each,
We're designed not to breach,
Certain intellectual peaks,
So we stay beneath,
The world knowledge of the elite,
That's why they stand-amazed,
While bringing these bars is just another one of my standard-days,
The world aint ready to hear my intellectually candid-ways,
So I join my hands-and-pray,
For the day, that my true family will land-from-space,
Everywhere I just see organisms,
Living in morbid-prisons,
Of the mind, sharing assorted-visions,
While the majority still believe that your-decisions,
Are your own, blind to the fact they're just following orders-given,
How to dress, walk-and-eat,
This world consists of few humans, herding a mass of talking-sheep,
Making sure your thoughts-are-brief,
From when you where taught-to-speak,
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You've where spoon fed the rules and forced-to-sleep,
Living in a world based-upon-theories,
Evasive-to-queries,
Just as well my spaceship-is-nearly,
In Earths orbit, cause right now my patience-is-weary,
Who knows what I might do if they don't make haste-in-appearing,
Too many nights now I've been waking in cold-sweat,
Flustered and frustrated cause I still aint home-yet,
Stuck on this ball of dirt, with these colossal-fools,
Thinking they're living advanced, when they still rely on fossil-fuels,
Our insignificance is plain-to-see,
Yet superior to an inhumane-degree,
Is what we claim to be,
Only in artistic and technological ways-are-we,
Even separate from beats, how we think different is strange-to-me,
Like an overgrown swarm of ants-in-a-nest,
We're no more to this Earth than a fucking cancerous-pest,
A gargantuan-mess,
Ask am I misanthropic?-Yes!
Just give me giant human insecticide cans-I-can-press!
We're inherently a primitive-breed,
Complete with superstition, war and sinister-greed,
Too preoccupied with what occurs in-this-perceived,
Reality we've conjured to see, to the pivotal-needs,
Of evolution, I doubt we'll even make it to type-1,
Civilization, probably end up under 5-tons,
Of nuclear bombs, which only few will survive-from,
Ready to repeat the cycle of ancient times-gone,
Meanwhile I'll be home-and-at-peace
The memories of this world wholly-deceased,
But maybe I'll return one day, solely-to-see,
Earths population once again slowly-increase...
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