invasivesurgery(prod. by lost soul)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)

hook:  stranded

verse 1:  rpm the brown robe

verse 2:  stranded


prod. by lost soul



hook: [stranded]

this ain’t operation
even if
you don’t touch the sides
with the tweezers
you can’t place emotions
inside another creature
it ain’t up to you
how another might receive you
and you don’t have a right
to be bothered by it either


verse 1: [rpm the brown robe]

that’s right
like what happens at those edges
carefully tended
how many passes until it renders
first
eye must ask
what emotion is he stuck in
one has him something chosen
coming up with nothing
NO
no discussion
claiming love
but as of yet
no discovered function
also no obstruction
just reintroduction
of our instruction
it’s the story we tell ourselves
of the god children
that emotion
well ok
emotion spoken
left me awoken
stepping away from mic roasting
my flow fix erosion
bow in the symposium
what are those two doing
remote viewing
poets chivalric
moving the ruins
to brew them down and unglue them
why would you ever have to subdue them
as an ideal
there’s no need to tell another self
how my i feel
that’s MY deal
used to reverse what EYE will construe
let go to reveal
and just enjoy the ill interlude
present like a ninja do
stepping like a bag of dust
escaping
through the earth
that you plummet to
i don’t know
duck
inside the visceral
grab the wheel for a while
thanks dog
i need my eyes healed
y’all thought words
weren’t supposed to be this dope
y’all thought words
were just something to quote
words are only worth
what they mean to YOU
in the hands of the fool
the heart a tool

or a harpoon
call the physician of the soul
someone’s attempting
to sell the gold
for what quickly grabs for goals
what it promotes
we should all be invoking
the figure in the boat
being a good beacon of hope
and making his way
‘cause
it’s the only way
keeping the pace with present moment
stoking the flame
of ardor
guardian
harnessing
ominous consonants
that left the continents
with more opulence
if i go anonymous
does it matter whose hypothesis
make this clock tick
tick
how could consciousness ever obsolete
yes
when you’re boxed in
correct
very good
here’s a star for your competence
i’m so grateful
for remembering to free fall
through some bottomless
pitiful economist
of the necropolis
prophetless
colorless
taste of the autumn mist
bzzzzzz
too close to the edge


eye almost lost my head

rare moments
caught inside a frozen dread


verse 2: [stranded]

what’s below is dead
all is dark
know the ledge
i know my head

sorrow haunts
loneliness

my heart is strong

i fall apart
exploding lead

shadow farms
i wander lost
on a slow descent
that’s startled by a scarp
where the smallest spark
grows instead

fuel for my soul
is
you wouldn’t know

i’m moved
by the movement of those
who trivialize their significance
as some gratuitous role
minimizing the truth
of their own beautiful souls
they live in alternate dimensions
misconstruing their glows
how is it
that such exuberant gold
can be reduced to nothing
by the very alchemists
who produced it alone
chiseled brilliant jewels
from the most useless of stones
but i suppose
some views are remote
a breathtaking palace
seen through the fog
produced by its moat
its bridge drawn
when you are too close

whatever horrors
slither underneath a life form
don’t solely determine
the whole
an observer’s eyes form

i can’t speak
for what the eyes of others
can achieve
but as for me
what i discover’s canyon deep

i scan beneath
and see the vines
that wriggle into place
the hands that seek
to extinguish their shine
asphyxiate
an abunDANCE of light

smothered by a single shade
it’s all perspective
it’s obstructed
‘cause YOU’RE in the way


just think of a projector
and the film displayed
and how much of a difference
just putting your hand over the lens
would make

just lift it up
and let the picture
rush against a wall

warm yourself
so the ice shelf you’re stuck within
can thaw

far more difficult done
than said

that is true
but it will NEVER be done
if that’s your attitude

whatever happens
within your well
attacking you
no one else will
or has ever felt that magnitude

you need to practice
showing YOURSELF more gratitude

for all the things
that YOU ALONE have powered through
when performing internal inventory
you have to be GENUINE
and take note of BOTH
the POSITIVE and the negative

for
what lurks within
no eyes without can see
it’s a fixed position
insofar as how it’s seen
so
look around
see it ALL
like an owl can see
only then
can you evolve
to the heights of alchemy
POUND your wings
against the wind WITHIN
ascend
explore the sky
there’s so much more
within your glass
than what YOU pour inside
but i can talk
’til i’m so parched
my vocal cords are dry
if you won’t allow yourself
to see the truth
behind what i describe


hook: [stranded]

this ain’t operation
even if
you don’t touch the sides
with the tweezers
you can’t place emotions
inside another creature
it ain’t up to you
how another might receive you
and you don’t have a right
to be bothered by it either