The most

Wake up From the push and pull Emancipate the mind Never fit the mold Bleh Maybe somewhere down the line We will count the sands of time And when we fully realize The dust will settle in your eyes (in your eyes) Syncopate with the hive mind Emancipate your wish to climb Bare your soul while you still have a soul to bare! Someone get me out of here (get me out of here) Contridict this sensation A life well known Replicate this condition that you’ll never know Constitute this mortal coil Acclimate to the setting sun Missing something We will never know Hardly a place that feels like home. Mostly chasing moments where the heart rests the most. (The most)