Celadon

I procrastinate more
 Just to pass the days forward
 If I don't have to wake up in bed an acid rain pour
 And that's fantastic stay poor
 But all the passes paid for
 So I don't ask, I run up fast, and find a pack to make more
 This fast-paced world brought the tortoise to its knees
 Just to put my worlds to ease I miss the forest for the trees
 When it gets slow I don't believe there's anything left pulling me
 So I just need to build a lever if it's fooling you it's fooling me
 I'm fully dueling who you see
 When you first are new to me
 So gimme a moment to reflect and I'll get better usually
 But that's not the point of your presence
 I need to know that there's more, I keep on learning this lesson
 I need to grow
 But still, I seek the same roads
 Sometimes the answers in me aren't the ones that's best to know
 Sometimes the radar jams and I can't exit on my own
 Sometimes I need a plan it's back to X's and the O's
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 What you mean, what's the deal, what you talking bout?
 The little details tend to send me sideways
 Every step that we had took turned to walk-arounds
 Sometimes I worry that I'm just another migraine
 I put my best foot forward in the swampland
 I think my attitude's what's fucking up the muck
 She say she wanna have fun, on the one hand
 She look at me I think I'm sucking all that up
 I put my pride on a pedestal; it's pedal to the metal
 What you want and what I got about a mile from the vessel
 I ain't Mr. Fantastic, I'm stretched too thin
 Pressed my sticks to the boards and still let you win
 You watched me grow from out the vines and never cut me when I stuck you
 I hope I never see the day those "love me"s turn to "fuck you"s
 Jotting notes down, low down dirty you should've heard me
 I been too sleep, waking up late and jugging early
 It's some itty-bitty rain drops
 Drown me in the broad day
 Guess I left my strings out
 Play me like it's Broadway
 You love me through my shortcomings I fuck with you the long way
 I fumbled through the metrics trying to measure where your gods stay
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 I start my day by carving it out of the hardest clay
 Trying my darndest, aiming to reconstruct the shape
 But since it hardens way to promptly, I disregard the detail
 Instead concentrating on getting it roughly okay
 There's a fine line between acceptable and not
 Therefore I counteract my failures with embellishment a lot
 But when the ruse succeeds, they tell me "cherish what I've got"
 So I can't help it but feel helpless, must confess I'm at a loss
 I need to find a better hobby
 Than lying to myself it never calms me
 My smiling face these days closer resembling a zombie's
 Me running from my pain seems to inevitably harm me
 Perhaps I've been neglectful of specifics and particulars
 Allowing my subconscious mind to conceal that which triggers hurt, word
 I'm putting on my dancing shoes today
 I'll meet you in the details and out-dance you once we face