Papier Oshin

[Verse 1]

I'm chopped up into fragments
Of personality being desguised as actions
And it just so happens i'm the only one not left in trash bins
I wield my weapon with control and grace
Holding a flame to my product just to prove
That it's real and heart-based
I'm the complete opposite
Of what one might imagine
So read my obits' for entrapment
Along with the imaginary cash
In the pockets of hip-hop
Along with other [?] and art forms
But it's in the hands that don't work as hard for it
The [?] is making me claustrophobic
Too much emotion in the snare
It's not like anyone will notice or care
When I sweat blood for this
They'll say it sounds pretty good
But it's why I exist
It's why your reality is shook
A small dose of my drug on a disk-shaped bill
If it doesn't get you stuck
Then the come-down will
See how the couch feels
When the media is not interesting
See how much the CD costs
When the product is not worth listening to
Im working on a sketch pad
Filed with simple charts and diagrams
To calculate when the pop culture
Will give the masses an ulcer
Left in the middle of your two ears
To make you move to the room near speakers
With content to feed upon

[Hook]
It's like im spead so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge

[Verse 2]
What was I thinking?
I know now what I thought that I'd do then
Dreaming of a picture more pure than realistic
How do I get ahead of the curve?
And expierience my ramp position
It's not fair to waste it
But im prepared, conditioned
Now my reflex is act against that which has tought me
I'm not aware but I think I am
So this leads to consciously
Dropping heavy percussions
And taint my puddle of dust
And the remainder of the melody was too dry to rust
I'm told love is blue
I'm told the world is love
I write colors that you can't see
And paint music with my blood
You feel the pressure from below but your eyes can't sense
I'm just an armrest for art
All artists live in past tense

[Hook]

It's like im spead so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge

[Verse 3]

I dip my face too deep into the entity
Cancelation is festering with my accelerated burnout
Your color spectrum is taken
I write colors you can't see
Endurance is tested when viewers aren't standing (aren't standing)
Really it's not so bad getting stabbed
But what you work for everyday
Clocking in and out of the trance
The original sacrifice didn't bleed, it was me
You think i'm using metaphors
But I died that day physically
In order to live
Shriveling under the sun with gifts
Now I see and feel things that you don't know exist
Somehow you feel the pressure from below
But your fingers can't sense
I'm just a armrest for art
You are the last [?]!

[Hook]

It's like im spead so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge
It's like im spread so thin across this paper ocean
Taping words together just to use as planks for my bridge