Bevaria - Sapient

I can’t control the flashes in my thoughts

It’s like the closed captioning is on

But it’s random and it’s wrong

I’m like the phantom of the opera

No one can understand the shit i’m on

Posted, standing on my lawn

Standing there just watching my kids

Dancing to my songs

Wondering what kind of planet am I on

Wondering the difference between animals and god

The answer will get dodged

Plus I’m easily distracted to a fault

Feeling combative

Counting the atoms in my bomb

Put it in my catapult and launch

And I go

To whatever that place is called when my eyes close

A thousand eyes looking back at me

Whenever I go

To whatever that place is called when my eyes close

There’s something smiling in the darkness

At me

Well I guess this is a family trait

And if you’re not family maybe you can’t relate

My thoughts are like cans of paint

Casted on a canvas in a random way

Sprinkled with acid rain

Remember drugs are bad mmkay

And a brain on drugs looks like scrambled eggs

But the way my shit turned out I can’t complain

Now i’m laughing all the way to the sample bank

I got a castle where the vandals stay

In the belfry there’s bats with fangs

Rattlesnakes, and a couple of hand grenades

I dance with fate and fan the flames

Everytime I go

To whatever that place is called when my eyes close

A thousand eyes looking back at me

Whenever I go

To whatever that place is called when my eyes close

There is something smiling in the darkness

At me