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Revelations of a Neurotic Mind
Revelations from myopic decline
Conversations my subconscious designed
Am I going crazy? I'm crazy, I'm crazy
I'm going crazy I'm crazy I'm crazy
Coz everyone's looking for reasons to escape this
Aren't we all just here, trying to avoid the Snake Pit?
Nothing is more important than the resolve of reason
This is risible, when faced with our depletion
When everyone's dying for a different dimension
Taking up the power, the prestige and affection
Gonna burn these eyes for visual perception
Is it sexual transgression or indifferent regression?
Like the Midnight Jackal, a scandal manifested
Habitual patterns (they've turned) are maladaptive
All this psychobabble aloof and narcissistic
Now I'm bullet proof but my mind is filled with conflict
Chorus
Erratic behaviour: insecurity
Open the doors, no hostility
They must be alive. I think we're going to make it.
Disparaging attitudes - I'm drawn into the Snake Pit.
Like the Sistine Chapel, the frescoes contemplating -
Introduced into the world, the contents of the Revelation
If we're lost and found they cannot deflate us
Find our souls somewhere within the apparatus
Delusions of grandeur, your spurious appetite
Words from a book I'll probably never write
The somatic self's fluctuations defy -
The censorship of the mind, another compromise
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Punchline
03:54
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If God knows, I'm trying to fake a smile
I know it's only going to make it worth your while
I've never questioned my life before
But will I see what I want to live life for?
Because every time I'm looking to see if it's real (it's not real)
And every step is blocked that I steal
If life is coming after me
Then where am I supposed to be?
Tell me what's going on with me
Where's my punchline?
There's more to life than I can see?
So where am I supposed to be?
Tell me what's going on with me
Where's my punchline?
Ha! God knows that I'm never going to make it home
An unexpected conclusion of my narrative
I know I'm only going to change it if there's something realised
But can I be the one to never ever let it go?
A trigger shift in my understanding does it seem that it's changing?
And I know it's only going to turn around with me
Chorus
Can't you see that this isn't me?
I'm just searching for some reality
I can't see any way I try to leave
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AH002
01:37
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I'd wait forever just to get you back again
A sun-kiss of moments as time only knows when
To withstand the pressure you told me it's the end
But I can't say never
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Ready Or Not
02:39
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Ready or not
Leave your chaos amok
And it's all I want
Ready or not
Yeah I've got wanderlust
And it's all I want
Cashing chips like I've won when I should quit
Mistaking sunlight for a silver moonbeam
I only drained my glass for a minute hitting my bloodstream
Imagine all of your life as a lyric
In an inebriated state I envisage how the buzz will feel
When you see me you'll know that it's real
Ready or not
Yeah I've got wanderlust
But you're nonchalant
Catching life as it paints me a picture
A vivid haze that's unclear as a dream
Drawing breath to repeat my elixir at last found midstream
Imagine all of your life as a lyric
In an inebriated state I envisage how the buzz will feel
When you see me you'll know that it's real
My mind is alive at 5am
Seizing this life through the mayhem
Another substance hit through the sands of time
Another catalyst for a new paradigm
In for a penny, in for a pound
We'll hit the ground running, not run aground
Ride the wave, face your fear
Raise a fist like we're pioneers
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When I'm Older
04:43
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I believed in love, or at least I believed you
And I know enough to know what you've been through
I can dream of a better place, somewhere to hide
And no longer face this tempestuous lie
For all that I'm worth is this right for me now?
Will I see when I'm older?
Could I see when it's over?
When I needed your shoulder you were nothing but nothing to me
I believed in you, was that pragmatic thinking?
I tried trusting you but that ship was sinking
For all that I said and did, trying to find a connection was always confined
Your perfidious nature, did you think I was blind?
Could I see when it's over?
Will I see when I'm older?
What did you think I was feeling inside of myself?
A work in progress put back on the shelf
Pages turning like small wings
I'll see when I'm older
I'll see when it's over
When I needed your shoulder you were nothing but nothing to me
It's not fair
You were nothing but nothing to me
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BŠĀR England, UK
Artist, producer and multi-instrumentalist BŠĀR is the stage name of classically trained composer and performer Ben Royston. With an appetite for genre-bending, BŠĀR mines the edges of pop, jazz, R&B, new wave, hip-hop and alt. rock. BŠĀR cultivates an ‘anything is possible’ approach to music: writing, arranging and performing every track, with no genre off limits. ... more
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