The Phoenix Revolution

Get on my level, she switched the channel
Suddenly a man appeared with only boxers that were flannel
It was fun, she should have been a son
The sun is dying, solar flares are the light when crying
I am doom-defying, apocalyptic denying
I have dreams of my past and future life-times
I tried to swallow the sky and jump through time-lines
I guess I could do more than evil science knew
But don’t ask me, learn to find the clue
Let’s put the world back together
Like Pangea but with Glue, oooooh

Have you ever fallen asleep
and heard Uh Oh in your head
regretting nothing but hoping
that you can hop through infinity
instead of being alienated for electricity

Too much paranormal activity
I could save the world with a prayer
but if I could, did you care
I’m the contortionist of all this illusion
I can make a mountain out of confusion
and turn it into beauty through substitution

Sometimes I hope this is a simulation
and that I could find the key
the secret code to win the Game of life
and get all the powers of trinity
They used to call me Tryna
And I woke them all
But here I am, alone in a mansion
with no doors, only walls.

The evil scientists will see me on the other side
I’m not giving up, even if my novel
The Phoenix Revolution
was erased, I’ll be there in the same
Telephone booth in the desert.
Trying to escape the existential trappings of the future
where time becomes a bullet train
and they still want me to think I am insane.

Saving the world again and again
Waking up in so much pain.

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Very nice
Hers a beat for your flow.

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