LOT IN MIND

Feel the type of stress to come with dedication

Assigned labels judging from my advocations

Slave to my own condition

Feel its weight on my head and shoulders

Wash it off urge to find it lifted

But don't I need that shit to grow older

Drifting down my stream of consciousness hope it show me new shores

Lay a fire in my soul but the flame only lukewarm

Lotta of people dead inside try to avoid a cadaver

Abra Kadabra Avada Kedavra

Forcibly - easy to lose magic and sink into sorcery

So I magnificently magnify the ordinary