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absent minded - time lyrics

[intro]
yeah…right there…

[verse 1]
staring at a photograph of memories i used to have
they used to say i’d never be on top, i said that they were mad
fl-stered with opinions, and my minions dissipate
until i disappear, that’s filet mignon, on my dinner plate..
i seem to integrate, great – back up in a corner
till the morning when i wake, late, lost in california
goner and you know it watching life outside my cubicle
my irises, they fl-ster, and i shut my cuticles
mood’ll go and dilate, spittin’ my flow at a higher rate
when sh-t is getting too risky, if they do diss me, i annihilate
modern terminator, 1980’s, never no promo
gonna get me where i’m goin’, if i’m smokin’, then i be slow mo
sober then my disposition makes me adolescent
till the time i reach my 20’s, and they saying “life’s a present”
old is not too pleasant, yet i really never do say never
sayonara to you b-tches, cuz you never gon’ see me never, no

[hook]
i got some time to spend so why not spend it on myself? (x2)
i got some time to spend so why would i not invest it
in my soul, it’s only better, if this time, they don’t expect it (x1)

[verse 2]
resurrected from the coffin that they buried me
behind the lookin’ gl-ss, i really see ’em stare at me
this ain’t no circus, i would rather be humiliated
than pretend to be someone i’m not, my feelings infiltrated
instigated by the people that i used to call my friends
investigate the reasons how i never will see them again
to me and them it’s like my mental too intimidating
so they’d rather hide, and point the finger it’s incriminating
like i’m lost, paranoid; devoid of anger
all my life needed was mystery; stuck inside a hanger
51 – my area don’t need a code, my soul, whole enough
stay corrupt of sinning while i be grinning then i do open up
i choose to focus on the things that seem to matter
like myself and who i am, before i chose to climb the ladder
that was full of people that i never should have -ssociated with
i’m setting fire to the fiddle that they played me with
the optimism of a saggitary, planetary
bible thumper, t-tle hunter, wifey humper, necessary
i’m seein’ visions of the present, they become my past
until i’m stuck inside the realm of things that never last…

[hook]
i got some time to spend so why not spend it on myself? (x2)
i got some time to spend so why would i not invest it
in my soul, it’s only better, if this time, they don’t expect it (x1)

[outro]
-rambling-

- absent minded lyrics

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