saturated by all the rising damp
found in my foundation
setting up camp to amp up
for soul debasement

emulator mode to stimulate innovation
defibrillation to revive a dead nation
you could call it voodoo for vandals
getting a handle on the matters at hand
before we're handed a candlelight vigil
looking at the culture like an unsolved riddle
vice all around, and i'm caught in the middle
so i plot for a little
committal means it'll be a cold day in hell
before they break my shell
damaging cats with stamina
come apart like Trouble Man on these amateurs one time
witness the genesis of limitless
something was lost
but i wouldn't call it innocence
or anything similar
no présidence
no evidence that it even matters at the moment
still, like the homie Mnolo
i can realize magic
to thrive when the vibe gets tragic

saturated by all the rising damp
found in my foundation
setting up camp to amp up
for soul debasement

when i go to sleep
my dreams feel like Killer of Sheep
a cinematic glimpse at reality
at the base level that could seem like a fallacy
but it feels more like amnesty from agony
semi-permanent vacations
the never-ending search for some untapped rejuvenation
i stay immersed in the verse at all times
activity is seismic like fault lines
so prepare for some earthquake weather for a spell
go and find a mountain to tell it on
start a telethon
run a marathon, man
make your own exoskeleton
out of scrap metal and spare parts
i get lost in mastering the lost arts often
everybody's talkin' at me
and i don't hear a word they're saying'
and yet they weigh in
i casually listen
how can they know so long ago i made my decision
i would play my position like a boss at all cost
yo, the Cloud deserves my Sephiroth approach
casually cruel to those i find
actually foolish
for my entertainment
it's only coded if you don't speak the language
act like you know was always the arrangement
amazed by the strangest of famous dangers
drawn like a moth to a flame
feeling like sunday morning could be every day
for all i care
'cause i'm not scared
rain is for the just and unjust alike, right?
gotta roll with it like Excitebike
the thoughts in my mind remind me
of hydroplaning towards your insight

saturated by all the rising damp
found in my foundation
setting up camp to amp up
for soul debasement