Energy all around us coming out in waves
Triggered by the phase of a word or a phrase
Some say you can’t some rant some rave
I prefer to spit verbs while a sick beat plays

Waves coming at us at paralyzing pace
In your face each day every time every place
Some fast some slow and you know it’s not a race
When you’re gone no trace nothing left but your grace

So we navigate our way through the highs and the lows
Of the peaks and the valleys as the sine wave flows
Where will it stop? Nobody knows
But it closes like a circle that’s the way life goes

God blows up just as many heroes as he saves
Vibration empowers us as much as it enslaves
Nudging us along from the cradle to our graves
Energy all around us going out in waves

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From the street to the car to the desk to the bed
Vibrations make their way from their source to my head
I don’t always process every word that is said
When that music gets playing in my brain instead

But waves get fed through my body nonetheless
When they oscillate quickly in my brain I get stressed
My central core’s an bit of an older model I confess
But it can still churn out absurd verbiage with the best

By request of no less than the essence of my soul
It’s imperative I’m comparatively under some control
Have correct change when it’s time to pay the toll
How droll, that you scroll as they stole, that’s the goal

Like a newborn foal – knocking at the knees
Please listen to these poor poetic prophecies
It’s a tease of what will surely be an audio disease
Sailing easily on the breeze of my production expertise

Which I thieved from illflux in two thousand twenty three
Applied to my extensive mp3 library
Mercy me, could it be I can finally see
Depression’s tunnel vision lighting up finally?

Verbally I decree therapy musically
Accompanied by cheeky little ink filigree
Tragedy might be unavoidably faulty
But beauty usually defeats deity

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Energy all around us coming out in waves
Triggered by the phase of a word or a phrase
Some say you can’t some rant some rave
I prefer to spit verbs while a sick beat plays

Waves coming at us at paralyzing pace
In your face each day every time every place
Some fast some slow and you know it’s not a race
When you’re gone no trace nothing left but your grace

So we navigate our way through the highs and the lows
Of the peaks and the valleys as the sine wave flows
Where will it stop? Nobody knows
But it closes like a circle that’s the way life goes

God blows up just as many heroes as he saves
Vibration empowers us as much as it enslaves
Nudging us along from the cradle to our graves
Energy all around us going out in waves

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Felt a lot of waves from the people that I love
Waves come down from the sun up above
Waves rule the water which we got a lot of
Waves break free like the wings of a dove

Down then up on a neverending ride
Summit to the peak and then a downhill slide
From a different view it might kinda wiggle side to side
But the water tends to wobble as it sprays far and wide

At its heart matter always exists in two states
Quantum physics is a pain cuz it changes while you wait
Not as easy to imagine as a pair of pearly gates
But just as adept at calculating the depth of hate

Barbarians at the gate lay siege to the wall
Watching wave after wave of Romes waiting for a fall
Cell phone rings will you answer nature’s call
Crank up webdisaster drive your neighbors up the wall

But that’s not all! Act now and recieve
Another state of mattter beyond all reprieve
Many types of ailments this snake oil can relieve
All you gotta do is swallow vehemently and believe

So I leave you with this final parting shot to the heart
As you ride up and down in life’s rickety mine cart
My message is the same as it was in the start
I was gonna make waves in the world with my art

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Energy all around us coming out in waves
Triggered by the phase of a word or a phrase
Some say you can’t some rant some rave
I prefer to spit verbs while a sick beat plays

Waves coming at us at paralyzing pace
In your face each day every time every place
Some fast some slow and you know it’s not a race
When you’re gone no trace nothing left but your grace

So we navigate our way through the highs and the lows
Of the peaks and the valleys as the sine wave flows
Where will it stop? Nobody knows
But it closes like a circle that’s the way life goes

God blows up just as many heroes as he saves
Vibration empowers us as much as it enslaves
Nudging us along from the cradle to our graves
Energy all around us going out in waves