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the thought - pantomime lyrics

[chorus: whose]
grip the pen, and i start to fall
knowing i am not who i am at all
i’m in a pantomime
i’m in a pantomime
the mirror shows me a man
that, even though i can see, i can’t understand
i’m in a pantomime
i’m in a pantomime
i look inside myself
try to figure out why i can’t see the wealth
i’m in a pantomime
a pantomime, a pantomime

[verse: the thought]
having a great time, when the ape mind
stars to worry “you’re sick of me”
looking for the merchant that’s serving
the herbal i need for a surge of anxiety
purge all the persian rugs, for the merkabah
but still cursed with an interest fee
injured and sinking with images fleeting
“god ain’t forgiving me, is he?”
y’all ain’t been weighing my vote
wait for your moment then jump on down my throat
got me like “why aren’t you noticing my growth?”
say what you’ve spoken before, then over and over
just slowing the convo, y’all been to focused
on scrolling through pages of those that don’t care if you rot
ruin the soil you got on your plot
cravings of ignorance, drinking that brawndo
y’all ain’t been focused on property
trading monopoly money for wine
mister mistoffelees
that’s forgotten these lines and pockets in time
locking your offices just to shout
at the top of your lungs, hoping god exists
bringing on the apocalypse
knowing you gon’ be fine, you dressed to the nines
i don’t say “goodbye” on occasion
i just pack up and go, you don’t need to know
ain’t spending the night celebrating
when i’m close to breaking the character i should perform
day late, dollar short
i think i’m too low to behold
don’t got a “rosegold”
stuck in the mud, like “oh no!”
[chorus: whose]
grip the pen, and i start to fall
knowing i am not who i am at all
i’m in a pantomime
i’m in a pantomime
the mirror shows me a man
that, even though i can see, i can’t understand
i’m in a pantomime
i’m in a pantomime
i look inside myself
try to figure out why i can’t see the wealth
i’m in a pantomime
a pantomime, a pantomime

[verse: marcus lee]
i know that i been a lot, lately
honestly, i’m still in shock, maybe
my n_ggas been getting shots, and they see
how i been wasting all of this time
all of my shine, all of my light
darkened, i’m blind, how often i find
myself here a lot
i cannot stay here, i’m all that i got now
all that i built has been shot down
“by who?” it’s lee, of course, me of course
i thought i’d plot on some plots, by now
not true, it’s me, of course, we off course
i made this, yeah
i made this sh_t, time i eat the course
i just been wasting my time
simply tryna find everywhere my head’s laid at
sleeping everywhere my bed’s made at
ain’t a rap around the head to wrap around my head
the cap on all the happy wrapped around the gram
“sorry, i’m just saying…”
i hate myself, and some n_ggas, i don’t say it
i’m chasing health, and on empty, i don’t play it
safe, or safe_adjacent, stayed down in the bas_m_nt
living with my uncle, when he told me “f_ck you”
right then i ain’t get but “right, this world don’t love you”
lee, keep out of trouble
yeah, life is a just a b_tch, she ugly with an up_do
i wish for a switch so i can do an undo
but that ain’t how it work, huh?
guess it’s time i show my worth, huh?
for everything it’s worth, huh?
gotta work, huh?

- the thought lyrics

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