Sweetness ft. Ms. Sara D.

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Verse I
Inconclusive conclusions of undefined definitions,
have got me noticing patterns that go beyond repetition,
I mean something in addition to the ultimate paradox,
the kind of - time present everywhere except for your clocks,
you couldn't put in a box, the everything that I see,
the everyone that I am, while simultaneously,
never being at all what you would say could exist,
the one equation unresolved my math or scientists,
my damn psychiatrist looking at me all strangely,
pumping me full of drugs, and getting' paid just to change me,
cause they think that I'm crazy and don't want me to flip,
while I'm permanently stuck inside the ultimate trip,
I don't know how to quit, ripples in life are immense,
when everything is connected, and you're trying to make sense,
of any and all the madness but the truth is intense,
you're comfortable in your prison, I'm out here hopping' the fence,
I am over the logic and what this world has to offer,
I'm sick of sticking to scripts, I'm finally being the author,
so I be making up rules and the tools are my linguistics,
I live my life like I'm a little masochistic,
the concept's simplistic, thoughts are sadistic,
and finding peace of mind in misery is realistic,
I say it's odd, I illustrate characteristics,
a bi-polar schizophrenic kid who is autistic,
I've risked it, and lost it, the process consisted,
of unexplainable shit due to limited vocabulary,
so exhausted, with this I'm consistent,
so go ahead and play your game, I'd rather be imaginary,
I sit and smile cause this state is only temporary,
after a while you think it's cozy in the cemetery,
and I don't mean I'm in a rush to go,
but at the end of it all it might be nice to know,
and as a matter of fact I got a space on my wall,
the perfect place for a trophy if I had one at all,
you can stick to the chase and act like you are the wiseman,
in a world of irrelevance while I'm earning the Heisman,
and I'm - like god damn, that's the closest to freedom,
of anybody that's battling they're emotions to beat em',
and disregard em' and treat em' as if validity's based,
on something broken thus projecting what we are as a race,
I had a bit of a taste and saw as bad as it gets,
but I acknowledge everything in this place has opposites,
I can't just stop at this, when thinking about forever,
so I consider the pieces and try to put em' together,
so intricate and so clever, you couldn't measure the concepts,
embark on endeavors out of a Rubiks cube complex,
and all of it's nonsense, but sometimes it's beautiful,
and you want to take part, and participate when it's suitable,
oh, wait a minute, contradicting myself,
a clear sign of insanity and lacking in mental health,
I only do what I'm able and pay attention to sound,
so let them throw out their labels, my mind is my playground,
I do away with the structure, disobey a command,
when my lungs end up ruptured, still I try to expand,
I embrace negativity while on the other hand,
I experience a love that you could never understand
to put it mildly it's complicated,
so I've decided to leave it, try to appreciate it,
even if words I've stated will prove a mindset torn,
I keep invested, make the best of it and shatter the norm...

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from Welcome to the World of​.​.​., released April 25, 2015

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