Sesame

[Verse: FP]
Cold days in the wake of turning three
Mother's hunch is to flee, duck beneath the iron sheet (Iron sheet)
Luck had it grass was green and the soul was free, or so it seemed
Open seed, open book, open sesame (Open sesame)
Go follow dreams, meet destiny (Meet destiny)
Travel, no rest, go west
Momma knows best
Got the focus (Focus) and a lot to forget (Forget)
Pops now short of breath (Short of breath)
Taught him that if anything is testament to success (Success)
It's the evidence of progress (Progress)
Wonder what's next, only what we make it
Fifteen years still my thoughts lay naked in this cosmic basement
All of y'all can taste it, touch it
The fibre of my being for consumption
Still it ain't enough, like that ain't nothing
Proceed to keep the blood pumping (Blood pumping)
By administering off-jumping's (Off-jumping's)
Last guardian of sanity: pre-emptive therapy for self-destruction
Beat death narrowly at every junction, seduction is outrageous
My whole damn life documented in these pages
No man writes for the pleasures
It's the pain that needs draining (Needs draining)
Like a cloud when it's raining
The howl of the wailing