From topsoil to orbit Was digging my crypt Needed the lift, perhaps a mental shift Give less of a shit Look what I need, fuck it I’ll build it I’m caution forfeit, the deck of this ship Decked in self portraits My sight a little distorted But finding a place in a sequence Hit a better frequency You know what we’re seeking And why we’re living For a different routine Fuck the return Keep running Get the heart bumping Know we’re on to something Keep the drums thumping Something from nothing And keep the monsters we’re hunting Stumbling scared With teeth bared Compared to us, the competition not fair We we’re fucking dared We were pushed Just a cycle, not final Excited reprisal Of wide eyed Ry, taking the dials Control, now unbridled Here for survival & checking the spiral We’re heading up, just look at the title

Living in a boxed reflection Stretching all directions Personal dimension Of my own invention Air getting rancid Speaking to myself like a madman Getting back infinite answers Beating at my chest, what the matter? Boxed in You, me and our skin Let this room spin Boxed in Boxed in Rapping on the glass like bars From the edge of the bed to the desk not far The walls drive a wedge Through my mind and its self As my sanity stretch Like gravity and a sharp edge Boxed in You, me and our skin Let this room spin Boxed in Boxed in Putting pen to the page But I’m feeling overplayed On the smallest stage Closer to a cage with a window out With a little green light I scream and shout What the fuck about? String loosely connected news clippings Masterpieces with pieces missing Sing to an audience that's dreaming We’re boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in Boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in Everything I touch turn to gold Even every tissue that I sneeze in Never bothered much by the cold Never take an issue with the season I could paint a picture with my words Cover all the walls of the stu Callin’ it a new point of view Gonna see it through Prove it ain’t true that I’m Boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in Boxed in Boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in I’m pushing the limits of art When I’m filling up jars With the filters from darts Flip a switch in the dark As I’m picking apart The monotony haunting me Splitting my heart Boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in Take a step back Looking at my magnum opus I know it sounds wack But you’re gonna have to focus Take the body of a bat But the belly of a cat Long neck from a diplodocus Legs from a locust Put it on a flag No Union Jack Call it Hocus POTUS We’re boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in Boxed in You & me & our skin Let this room spin We’re boxed in We’re Boxed in

Let me gracefully set a scene Joyous collapse of our routine Everyone shouting calamity Thought I’d grasped reality Put some distance between me And the horror, sing of my honor Love bad news when they dress up the bearers But now we’re faring a little worse Immersed in the madness Of course you know, like gravity So please push me I’m tired of holding on So fucking push me The land hanging unassuming at the heel of the earth Lit and burned as the smoke choked a full turn The land of humanities ego made manifest Tore at its neck to be free, all but guaranteed Now we scream and gasp through masks “we can’t breathe” While knees on human beings throats do as they please Yet we see this as a great time to pick sides and fight “Who’s more right?” while people die. We love the drama, the chaos and fame Like moth to the flame We’re loving, this shit Welcome to the madhouse yah fuck We might shit outta luck Court jesters running amuck_ He a struck chord with the down on their luck And now we just follow our gut Getting out of our rut Life’s one hell of a show when no ones yelling ‘Cut’ We love the drama unfettered The worst nightmare we “dreaded” In bold quotations Can read our cadence Feigning concern Our eyes are vacant We fucking love it We love the drama We fucking love it So much fun tracking conspiracies or quoting the greeks I see it in your eyes, that you want to believe A tale for the ages with dark shades and mind control So fucking dull to just follow how meds or land are sold It’s getting old, the way that the stories told Prime time a lime light for a binary blindfold Our descent into madness is fucking gold Better yet our reaction is 10fold We love the drama, the chaos and fame Like moth to the flame We’re loving, this shit

Beast in the cage as you play your age Old dog no tricks and no play Put away for a rainy day Down payment on a living wage Oh shit I misspoke The mirrors and smoke provoked It’s no joke working hard But beasts won’t get that far Scapegoat tied to a dying star Laugh to yourself Like living that hell Watching that clock like tick, tick, tick Living that cynic lifestyle Cut throat tongue fire ballistic Oh fuck how I miss it Wool over eyes complicit On worst enemy, wouldn’t wish it But kinda used now to the limits Been told just not focused But met so many just coping Getting through or broken Masked behind just joking Living the dream slogan While on their words, choking We’re we maybe hoping For something breaking this motion Take us back to our paradise So nice, I’ll live/leave it twice Love the reasonable asking price To satisfy my mind of peace Bring me down, to my knees Paradise, there’s no release Ah, no release Remember the golden age we lived? Engorged and swollen in stiff outfits Rigorous proof to see if we fit? If we commit can never lose it Thought on even footing we’re pit Ever look down, why the floor so slick? Skin and bone, not mortar and brick I know you hate talking politics Lost a job, many lost three Please, take it back to our routine So carefree, see how the head will happily be an amputee *We thank lucky stars simply alive Looking at each other a little cockeyed We scuttled back inside All that security compromised Now you see, along for the ride Outside paradise given to the rat tide These fuckers can’t get enough What does that say about us? Take us back to our paradise So nice, I’ll live/leave it twice Love the reasonable asking price To satisfy my mind of peace Bring me down, to my knees Paradise, there’s no release Ah, no release

Looking past my shoulder at the path left Wonder if I did my best Spent too much time counting beats in my chest Is it racing? Stumble around the room pacing, breaking character Time to put something together What does that say about us? Constantly reminded it’s time to grow up Yet a few generations too late to join the club Our worth constantly trickling bottom-up What are we putting away for? Rainy days? Can barely afford to lock my door Besides landlord always got a key or a court order Rather see it bordered up then a human cared for A breakfast so exquisite dropped me a tax bracket For dinner, a single packed plastic wrapped carrot Let it bob and weave, tired eyes can barely see Chase with feet pounding, remain static Taught through hard work, it would all be cinematic But now caught off guard as ours times erratic And any plans won’t survive, perhaps change tactic Finally some time to be dramatic Looking past my shoulder at the path left Wonder if I did my best Spent too much time counting beats in my chest Is it racing? Stumble around the room pacing, breaking character Time to put something together Running, running, running in my head You’ve been lying, lying, lying this is it I’ve been tirelessly grinding till my end Now I’m tied up to mind until I’m dead Am I the creator of my reality? Can I be everything I want me to be? If so why do I give all my power away To these demons on my shoulders just wishing me pain? I just numb myself with the dull and mundane Introspection reveals to my membrane Power belongs to the one who will break the chain Oh maverick, god of gods Rise up now, against all odds Bare your soul, Follow what it shows to you At first reluctantly walk your path But soon you’ll find the hourglass will drip fast Happiness will last Ink to the page, the verse, live the rehearse Take the stage, find what we’re made of, from curse To our love, find the glove that fits and believe in it Find the absurd and commit Live to teach & raise, or give birth to a golden age Find space in your day, or maybe give way Enjoy a cliche no matter how over played Head out, enjoy some sun or some shade Laugh at yourself or find what that means I mean in this shit I believe, but I still find it cheesy Just do what the fuck you please for me Just do what the fuck you please for me Just do what the fuck you please for me My struggle with melody certainly an ego clambering for adoration right god damn now A little time on my hands, I see less of a reflection with a raised eyebrow Found a sense of bliss I've never known The way the day breaks The way the night sleeps The way the time fades The way we let go The way we’re here Even when we’re not near Looking past my shoulder at the path left Wonder if I did my best Spent too much time counting beats in my chest Is it racing? Stumble around the room pacing, breaking character Time to put something together Looking past my shoulder at the path left Wonder if I did my best Spent too much time counting beats in my chest Is it racing? Stumble around the room pacing, breaking character Time to put something together

Sitting atop an empty overpass Passing thoughts of our future and past Watching men that look like me light boosters I wonder if it's the end or the start Looking out across the world we molded in our image Complete with our fears and our limits I heard the speeches, I pricked my ears to listen Great men telling of a future envisioned Lay wishing, through a window behold the stars When I was young, thinking they were ours Or maybe I thought they were mine What a laugh Rising up steel and skeleton frames Connected by the veins and wires Climbing the spires and food chains Rock and soil given birth to the gods And gargoyles, interlocked with our toil and sense of betrayal Taking control, molding the clay We’ll sit aloft our work and spoils one day ”Who are we to not get what we earned?” He muttered, as it all burned “Who are you?” She blurted, simply worded ”Who are the rest? Take a guess, just your best” His hands trembling as he clawed at his chest, his skin ”I’m devine, true, deserving and pure” She cried, “you’re lost, deceived and sick with no cure” ”You count your blessings and run” He whimpered, “Are we not the towering ones?” “Only to fall, may we live in the rubble” she said “Would gods have been a little more humble” From Lucas to Kubrick, I’m feeling lucid With the swell of the music, like cupid Nock a proton bolt to my chest I’m feeling romantic Living movie magic Over again in my head Blissfully living blind and deaf If I want to be so optimistic Time to get dramatic A little extreme Like they do on the movie screens Fuck the small step at a time One small step for who?

A little tired of the cut throat Can we get an ollyollyoxenfree A second to breathe Your ego running the booth You need a truce If you wanna endure Always at war leaves destruction ensured You muttered something about trenches I’m only seeing warm benches You’re peering through some bloody soaked lenses I’m just questioning this tension Best guess at your intention Is solely for some mentions You’re either running a muck Or betting on blind luck I just worked, never get in a rut No writers block, no peacock Put ten thousand hours down on the clock So I can stand behind what I’ve got Just a mindset, I knew nothing else Just a lifestyle, never thought of wealth Went full time from the outset Hoping it’s a sure bet You’re looking for your top placement But where’s your foundation? I’m looking at your bloody faces And you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up You’re looking for your top placement But where’s your foundation? I’m looking at your bloody faces And you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up Rappers laughing, half the time, don’t bother plugging the mic in. They’re searching for perfection In project number one They’re looking stunned Can barely stand yet they’re trying to run Found a self described poet teetering on stilts Lost they’re balance when they reached for their hilt I stood calmly, jump once to check what I’ve built Steady as fuck, no wobble, no tilt, yah Holding steady, hold the confetti, as i’ll admit You need a machete for my discography Through the thick of it I know some shit in there’s heavy And every track a step, keep running cause standing still will prove deadly And I fucking loved every second Instead of second guessing, each fumble just another lesson Looking back at the smoldering wreckage And, well, I’m just loving the present You’re looking for your top placement But where’s your foundation? I’m looking at your bloody faces And you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up You’re looking for your top placement But where’s your foundation? I’m looking at your bloody faces And you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up Now you’re all cut up

A drop trickles down rock that mimics our image One day a stream or sea, now simply testing limits Each crack and crevice showing our vintage With times passage and our absence, creations diminish Our defiances of gravity, our worlds of fantasy Prisons of insanity, and temples of majesty Built by who and who for? Gods or more? Mortar and brick let them laugh in the face Or perhaps in their eyes give chase Stilts to the heavens, reach down to the peasants Never hinting it’s an artist's impression What are we, what are we building up there? I can’t see the top from down here What are we, what are we building up there? I can’t see the top from down here Icons and illusions break & fall to rapids Our lavish halls but crumblings walls as their ravaged These foundations held as long as they could manage A machine inevitably left famished Echoes of voices and loose paper fills the air In and out doors, you are what you wear Glass floors, don’t look down, slump in desk chairs Another high riser going nowhere Tarmac unbridled under images of idols Set alongside your own blood rival Now all just yet another river bed Banks like veins to sky as it bled Perhaps a beast will step fourth from the wreckage Like a sampling from spent kindling step into the passage No thought of honor, wonder or perfection Just survival & connection How will the land decide its existence WIll it understand the steel and stone brilliance Do we have faith in any resilience Playing its part in a cycles fulfilment A trickle now a roar cuts a course like engraved Testament to time and decay Eying dungeons to steeples, bastions and streets paved Will anything here break a wave? What are we, what are we building up there? I can’t see the top from down here What are we, what are we building up there? I can’t see the top from down here

Drink ambidextrous I neck this Praying to god I forget this Perspective Is infectious Living the routine is hellish Something is disconnected Where the fuck are we headed? A voice in my head is screaming And now I’m getting the meaning “Let me take me the reigns” “Sick of watching this pained Look on our face” And old fuck giving chase in a young mans race I’m taking my place It’s a reprise now open your eyes I’ve been up inside your skull Like captain at the helm of this hull You’ve been questioning the waters I’ve been looking at the former Mirrors of yourself Blessings of the youths wealth Rosy cheek, knees weak For the way the world creeks And breaths with the trees That the blood simply feeds The darkest of days Found deep in story books Teach a lesson but took nothing You were shook but still breathing Now gasping Like a wooden puppets unmasking Cold eyes Seen the terror below the skies Can you rummage down and find anything resembling life Am I piloting a husk a far cry From existence Just listen Fuck this condition That child’s vision for the future your mission Still A reprise A return to form Blink, stretch and rise Blink, stretch and rise A reprise A return to form Blink, stretch and rise Blink, stretch and rise Day break through dark clouds Like your eyes through this shroud The crowds marching and repeating But this time with quite a different feeling A rhythm of the drum beating Familiar like a heartbeat, feel the ground quiver A cacophony of pillars coming down Looking around, you recognize the image? Perhaps something that a younger self envisaged Wide eyed, looking to buy time Past by, slept to the lullaby Just slide, within past reside, now Untied, unable to hide So you rise Wave the cynics goodbye A reprise A return to form Blink, stretch and rise Blink, stretch and rise A reprise A return to form Blink, stretch and rise Blink, stretch and rise

Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down Is this verse dying before it wakes? I’ll tell of fear that I can’t fake Or hide away from Tell me something’s wrong? I mean, no, tell me I’m alright Tell me I’m alright, tell me I’m alright Tied in twisted bed sheets A racing mind that makes terrified leaps Ridden white horse, always creeps Finds me still in my sleep Now death, not trying hide And yet, I’m mortified Rot in the flesh and mind If not dead, paralyzed Maybe a legacy not realised Or the fact that a celebrations hard to find Rather make a kink of the morbid Fuck I know we all did Perhaps as I’ve never really faced death, I prie my knowledge from perversions In games, tv and films acclaimed Prime time news just the bloody the same Who am I to blame? We just want to hear our name See our likeness shot and framed If I die before that, what a shame What a shame What a shame What a shame Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down Maybe I want to hear the words “Weeks to live”, I know that’s absurd Make theatre of the curse Want to shape the world Fly with birds know wealth was earned Anything to take the pressure Knowing that it wasn’t I’m a lesser Odds insurmountable Can’t be held accountable “Anything is possible” terrifies me like I’m alright, tell me I’m alright, tell me I’m alright Gotta find my place in a cycle Let something die, join topsoil Find your altitude but you’ll come down Treat every sound like a child Let these lessons compile If I die before that, what a shame What a shame What a shame Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down Who’s knocking at the door with a rap? Scream, you can’t catch Barely a scratch, just a badge Know I’m still no match As the curtains come down

Got caught peering through venetians Watching humanity just hit teething Enjoy my imagination Dreaming all this time it’s seeming Turn back to my central heating Is that floorboard a touch uneven? How can I change tomorrow? Killed every succulent that I’ve owned But look at our host Dragged from pillar to post Through our beliefs and lies Ironically along for the ride Do I really have agency? Please take away my autonomy So I can wine about reality And just enjoy the hyperbole Keep running Any blood on my hands? Well nothing I can see But I taste it between my teeth Between lines in my news feed All this ra ra ra, lingual magic woven like ta da I blink, miss it, so bla bla, straight facts laughable, ah ha ha I live life bizarre as I like disconnected from afar A study cherry picked so my dogma stands with my avatar My ego inflated, elated is the child inside thinking I made it Debating skills over education, auto win, can’t be persuaded I get to live an illustration Act so damn animated What a beautiful terrifying world That I know all too well Alright, switch so I get this shit Trying to fight often makes me sick Easier to be a hypocrite Easy enough to quit Alright, a message to myself Slow path out of this hell Just start, you’re doing it well A good place is show and tell I’m one step away from complicity One step, one step now we’re running see? Don’t need every answer or key A drop in the tide, not the sea Keep running

I need a thrill Go in for the kill My love for you my will Fear and doubt distilled Now flammable, so fill my cup Half empty, might erupt But I never get enough Every word or jab on the tab just run it up Where’s the breaking point Cough it up Show off or up? Enjoying that glow If we’re burning it down now Enjoying that glow Enjoying that glow If we’re burning it down now Enjoying that glow Can’t do it solo If we’re burning it down now Hope it burns slow Enjoying that glow I’ll hold the nail with my palm impaled With a sharp inhale when you bring the hammer back Then switch cause you always see different details Yet we both failed to ever see those cracks Soft light fairytale like veil get the look just right Close our door and we’ll keep that latched Our walls of kindling stacked up Call it a home, light the match Haven’t slept for weeks or a lifetime The heat at my heels I can get behind Anything to take my autonomy Maybe just waiting for my demise I”ll just demonise as I realise Only appetite is to dramatize Keep this shit polarized I just wanna feel alive I just wanna feel alive I Just wanna feel alive So burn this house down with us inside Was I looking for Mr right? Did I size her up for a fight? Then act surprised when it sets alight I’ll probably be alright The flames look so good at night Enjoying that glow If we’re burning it down now Enjoying that glow Enjoying that glow If we’re burning it down now Enjoying that glow Can’t do it solo If we’re burning it down now Hope it burns slow Enjoying that glow How that flare fills the night Something there feels so right Wanna take you down with me I’m not fooling around Wanna burn you down with me Ashes on the ground

Metropolis holding its breath Watch baby’s first timid steps A dance with life and death What will we come up with next Tears in our eyes Like a mother realised Did our lives lead to this moment Man we wish it was frozen Relish in the pride With ego alive Yet on the cusp of suicide Can we survive Or just the guide Taking the hand So it can stand A gesture so grand Cursing ourselves, oh goddamn You’ve done it now Hear the row Coming from the crowd Yeah we vowed It would always bow to us So place the trust Is it treasonous when our creation Deems us superfluous. Best put our trust in the rust Where are we heading? What’s left for us? Table scraps and a last gasp Best put our trust in the rust Put our trust in the rust I can’t trust you No tooth decay No off days You’re out of the way, not in my face Take such little space! Where’s your dream home?! Sticks and stones, picking bones Overdue loans, crowded cells And dusty thrones You’ll never know the relief to simply breathe Never get a rush from life when you bleed Feel sick and tired after a good feed Or only understand you’re prison once you are freed Now wait a minute… Now wait a minute... Who the fuck I’m fighting here? Or for? My puppeteer of a peer? Am I a career cashier but never pocket? Then told to keep this shit modest Where are we heading? What’s left for us? Table scraps and a last gasp Best put our trust in the rust Put our trust in the rust Eyes on a potential evolution Is it a reflection, in our image Perhaps even continuation From the ash in the ground Life turns around Shackles unbound Couldn't breathe the air That seems fair The way we’re acting without a care Hopes and prayers Copings rare I’ll just stare through this crack Hope this step brings us back