Acatalepsy — Revelation
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Just wanted to let out my feelings
Seeing everything around me
Feeling so passive, like I’m in a movie
Life’s stuck in traffic
Waiting for Homlander to do his duty
It’s so gloomy, seeing the numbers rise
While people Tootsie
But you realise what you’re losing
When someone you know starts testing
And it’s positive
Just wanna get through this
There are a lot of things happening in this world
But what’s important to me is my mental health
Yeah, now say it with me
It’s my mental health
I know a lot people have it worse than me, cursing me, it’s hurting me
But I really do feel sympathy, empathy, irreversibly
We all got our problem literally, differently, additionally
Don’t mean yours is small or big
Now stop this preachery, teachery, cursery
Just texted all my exes, my old friends, reckless
It got me emotionally, constantly defeating
Living in what-if’s, thinking about this
How I could’ve, should’ve, would’ve been
Who I was, I’m looking in
Inner clock, suppressed in
But the snooze ain’t working no more
Dealing with shit I’ve held in
Beating it out, I’m welding
Banana split, if its ending
Spitting it out, it ain’t healthy
Plenty cooking in my head, it’s beating on my chest
I’m overlooking aforesaid
Statements, I’ve shred
It’s going to be a year before it ends
That revelation really hasn’t hit me yet
Revelation
It’s a revelation
This entire time is a revelation
Talking to yourself is a revelation
This is your minds true liberation
Conversations, got value
Separation hurts, got vacuum
But I guess I’m done, just like you
Now get this shit over with, lets get back to
Life like it was ain’t possible because
We are human, we got flaws
Can’t get used to this of course
Our whole generation will suffer
With no job or a boss
Sitting at home and sulk
New PTSD but Old Monk
Stuck in division of labour, but not drunk
Labour divided in bulk
No truck, luck or any buck but still don’t sulk
Dusk is drawing on dust
They walking, not giving up
We puking, still sipping cups
Self analysis is a theme like
2020 seemed as if its dream like
Stars in our eyes, it’s going to be a theme ride
Aliens popping, asteroids seem nice
WHO said, these are good times
It’s going to get worse, 80% will survive
I’m just gonna pass my days doing what I like
I suggest you do the same, but its your life
Revelation
It’s a revelation
This entire time is a revelation
Talking to yourself is a revelation
This is your minds true liberation
Conversations, got value
Separation hurts, got vacuum
But I guess I’m done, just like you
Now get this shit over with, lets get back to
