Unconsciously I slipped into the cold abyss of shaky ground
As my heart pounds
And my eyes twitch
Fingers shaking
Palms itch
And if you didn’t know
There’s a glitch in the system
The paper may be fading but that’s you bitch, now I’m slaying
Life support, like rapport
Speaking dissolution
Is this my life or yours?
I know.
My palms could get a rash
divinity is knocking
And it’s getting much more obvious that my dreams just got to flocking.
Sheep bow down and the shepherd looks up
Heavens lord, that’s a beauty, my love devout to duty.