My allusions tend to leave’em with confusion
So they draw they’re conclusions – common flaw – disillusion
My delusions often leave me feelin’ somethin’ more than human
My solution is seclusion – Ozymandias in ruins
My style can be a bit too much to bear,
I’d rip my skin right off the bone if you could see what’s hiding under there.
I’mma I’mma tryna plead time and time again
For abso absolution, bleed, wash away my sins.
Loosen the noose and offer simple solutions, the music gives the illusion
That I’m an over-wrought soul, over-worked and over-ridden
And my lonely heart folds when the pressures over-driven
So I made it my mission to play with words in contrition
I offer no chance of hope in somber chorus lines written
But sometimes work them in hidden – Here comes the rain
Everybody’s tryna get out of the rain – it’s where I stay
Comin’ and goin’ they tryin’ to get out of the rain
But I’m a half-glass-full kinda guy, unless it’s last call
Then I need another drink before I think it’s safe to speak my mind
Everybody’s tryna tryna get out of the rain,
But all I wanna do is find a place for me to reign
For me to reign, shame – fame won’t come my way
Maybe some posthumous plays on some empty web space
While my body decays in some empty lot grave
From the dirt we all came and it’s there we remain but our ideas stay
They’re left on pages that we wrote when we were up all night drinkin’
Or lost in deeper form thinkin’
It’s the Philosophy of Mediocre Minds
And mine’s alive, I try to bide my time.
Divide, subtract, then multiply; we’re running out of time.
From Johannesburg, South Africa, terrence? delivers an EP of gorgeous soul and moody hip-hop surrounded atmospheric production. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2022