[Verse 1: Hibernation]
I was born with a beautiful mind, theres no two of a kind
It was suited for I, and I'mma use it to my, (my what)
My advantage, and make use of my time
Cos I was told in a dream that my music's a sign
And im truly devine, and only few can deny
But youd be suprised, at the amount of people, that choose to be blind
And assume its a lie, and they talk like its just another delusion of mine
But soon, they will find out, the truth that is i'm
Way more than an artist, and something much deeper, than you can define
Its confusin some times, cos they had me locked, in this white room thats confined
With the walls padded, wearing a straight jacket
Being viewed as some kind, of unusual swine
While feeling like a god trapped in a human disguise, why?
[Hook]
Am i, a saint or blessed, gifted or cursed
Its so hard to (death with sometimes?)
Im often told that im living a lie
And I can't see it, dude I (can't be it?)
The truth is out there, and I can't reach it
When I know who I am, and I know how I feel
When, this ain't a complex
.... so its gotta be real
[Verse 2: Hibernation]
They say its a sickness, and my brain is inflicted
With the strangest condition, but maybe it isnt, (what are you saying?)
Im not crazy but gifted, I mean listen to my songs and the way that they're written, (they're godly)
So can you blame me for thinkin, the case I been given
Ain't my confliction, I think these fucking doctors are satans assistants
They take what I say but they change it and twist it
And they generalise, to make it simplistic
To the point where I look like some raging ballistic
Caucasian statistic, its getting to me
And my patience is slippin;, I gave you all life and I can take it this instance
But in this ward, im chained and imprisoned
But the day that im given, permission to leave
I'mma make you all get to your knees, and pray for forgiveness
[Hook]
I was born with a beautiful mind, theres no two of a kind
It was suited for I, and I'mma use it to my, (my what)
My advantage, and make use of my time
Cos I was told in a dream that my music's a sign
And im truly devine, and only few can deny
But youd be suprised, at the amount of people, that choose to be blind
And assume its a lie, and they talk like its just another delusion of mine
But soon, they will find out, the truth that is i'm
Way more than an artist, and something much deeper, than you can define
Its confusin some times, cos they had me locked, in this white room thats confined
With the walls padded, wearing a straight jacket
Being viewed as some kind, of unusual swine
While feeling like a god trapped in a human disguise, why?
[Hook]
Am i, a saint or blessed, gifted or cursed
Its so hard to (death with sometimes?)
Im often told that im living a lie
And I can't see it, dude I (can't be it?)
The truth is out there, and I can't reach it
When I know who I am, and I know how I feel
When, this ain't a complex
.... so its gotta be real
[Verse 2: Hibernation]
They say its a sickness, and my brain is inflicted
With the strangest condition, but maybe it isnt, (what are you saying?)
Im not crazy but gifted, I mean listen to my songs and the way that they're written, (they're godly)
So can you blame me for thinkin, the case I been given
Ain't my confliction, I think these fucking doctors are satans assistants
They take what I say but they change it and twist it
And they generalise, to make it simplistic
To the point where I look like some raging ballistic
Caucasian statistic, its getting to me
And my patience is slippin;, I gave you all life and I can take it this instance
But in this ward, im chained and imprisoned
But the day that im given, permission to leave
I'mma make you all get to your knees, and pray for forgiveness
[Hook]
( Hibernation )
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