Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Avian, artist - Dom Mclennon
Date of issue: 29.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Avian |
Put this in my system then I’m on my way |
Went from a bedroom to a spaceship bay |
Back in my home, back to my ways |
Look through my window, it’s infinite space |
I’m in a purgatory splitting consciousness |
And a dream state, but I never felt so awake |
Or at least aware, I don’t ever care |
I don’t even know what’s here but I |
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my brain |
Feel it in my soul, feel it in my veins |
Tryna maintain over all the mundane |
Looking at a melancholy life with such disdain |
Lemme try to explain, lemme try to explain |
Living life in technicolor where you all saw grey |
Under a looking glass, the dimension never matters |
Whatever you believe, through it you can perceive |
The matter in my brain? |
Resembles some fractals & hallucinogenics |
The nerves melting together, bonding in wax poetics |
Many claim to be tastemakers but don’t know aesthetics |
Or honest and unapologetic phonetics |
With all credit given to the creators |
I should ask for request to go forward |
Cause beyond the eccentric behavior |
My vision could make a crater the size of the Earth’s core |
Lately I’ve been playin chicken with fate |
Or maybe it’s my inner demons adding this shit on my plate |
But I ain’t into all of that |
So I grew a pair and mushed em off like fall back |
Everybodys spending energy on fake sympathy |
Yet scrutinize and criticize the little things |
Or emphatically correct themselves politically |
To do that for your ego is bigotry |
Pardon the rant I’m just on the cliff of epiphanies |
Fishing for thoughts, addicted to it like nicotine |
I don’t mean to intervene with your dreams |
But this rise has been foreseen and now I |
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my brain |
Feel it in my soul, feel it in my veins |
Tryna maintain over all the mundane |
Looking at a melancholy life with such disdain |
Lemme try to explain, lemme try to explain |
Living life in technicolor where you all saw grey |
Under a looking glass, the dimension never matters |
Whatever you believe, through it you can perceive |
Couple niggas said they wanna kill me when they see me |
But when I’m in their city they be actin Stevie |
And it always amuses me, never actin abusively |
Let em react foolishly, this behavior ain’t new to me |
I am Alice |
Place your tongue on this little white rabbit, it’s magic |
Now that things will get graphic, this trip may be hazardous |
Darkness, hard to dream or to breathe in this blackness |
Falling through this vortex of nonsense and madness |
Consumed by the greed in our actions |
We build something, watch it crumbling |
And when it’s gone, stand wondering, and feel nothing |
Shield your eyes from the unseen |
The rabbit will be with you in your dreams |
So take a trip and peace your earthly ways, at the least |
Wear that skirt, you bear the mark of the beast |
Marked for the greed and what you feast |
Marked for our skin, evergreen |
We are armed to the teeth |
But our souls be as white as the rabbit that we see |
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my brain |
Feel it in my soul, feel it in my veins |
Tryna maintain over all the mundane |
Looking at a melancholy life with such disdain |
Lemme try to explain, lemme try to explain |
Living life in technicolor where you all saw grey |
Under a looking glass, the dimension never matters |
Whatever you believe, through it you can perceive |
Pay attention |
Trust me when you been in my position |
When there’s all these inquisitions based off frivolous suspicions |
And you’re tryna deal with the transition |
When times change and old friends become apparitions |
Pray to something that you never get caught slippin |
The dreams I had are turning into news like premonitions |
The world keep spinning and I feel like I’m sittin |
I just hope it isn’t me trippin 'cause I |
Feel it in my bones, feel it in my brain |
Feel it in my soul, feel it in my veins |
Tryna maintain over all the mundane |
Looking at a melancholy life with such disdain |
Lemme try to explain, lemme try to explain |
Living life in technicolor where you all saw grey |
Under a looking glass, the dimension never matters |
Whatever you believe, through it you can perceive |