Through your eyes you think were all the same

Through your eyes were all the same

Through your eyes you think were all the same

Through your eyes were all the same



[Chorus (2x):]

Through your eyes you think were all the same (Tell me can you see me now?)

Through your eyes were all the same

(t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tell me can you see me now?)



Im an optical illusion

Your expectations of me awaiting stone like Medusa

Lashing at me ripping out my mortal being

But your foundation is flimsy and slowly crumbling

Everything has an end

Now lets pretend that pipe dreams are made of medicine

Make me feel better again

Made me feel better than them

Or true or false sitting together again

I cant despise the way you capitalize

On situations the way you always seem to

It's been a surpise the way you speak those lies

Reassuring and convincing me that Im somebody, too

But Im not

See, you wouldnt comprehend this

Insignificant magic deep within, inside

But you wouldnt realize

That if I was looking through your eyes then I would wanna die



[Chorus (2x)]



I need the bogs and jungles and planets that you aint never heard of

Sit with gorillas in the mist and blaze the herb up

My thoughts are fixed with a 12 gauge

My skin is all covered in paint from head to toe trying to hide me from the sun rays

My wicked ways will be death of yall

My reflection is your curtain call

Bless me father, hear us all

My contemplations premeditated

Im heavily medicated

Into the underground is what Im dedicated

I cant handle so I blaze the weed

And I give a fuck less bitches if ya hating me

Just wait and see in turn full circle on the bottom again

Lookin up watching all the clouds

Turn purple, like your back ass out

I thought I told yall motherfuckers, bitch we dont die



[Chorus 2x]



I aint the one to blow your head off to the scapegoat

The one you bitches blame cause you sinking in your boat

Bitch I slit your god damn throat

And leave ya twitching

Twiztid aint the reason why yo ass bullshitting

[RADIO]

Them scared of playing us

Underground bitches, it aint no love for the famous

Get your ropes cut quick, low maintenance

Sitting in the dark and I aint got to make the playlist



Effortless excuses (my bad)

For why they dont saturate situations for they nooses

And who are we to go and call you out?

We done heard all the stories and dont what the fuck they talking about

Im not a puppet, so dont pull my strings

I dont need nobody trying to hold me, console me, control me, shit

Youre the one trying to change me, make me into something that Im not



[Chorus (4x)]





[Thanks to skitz_sk8er@hotmail.com for these lyrics]