If this was all a dream, what it’d mean / if this was just some parallel reality and I was caught in the in between / would anybody grow to know that I was just an older soul / who failed at understanding what my purpose was / maladjusted from the serpent’s touch, and I tried to confide it / to those who saw past the oblivion because I disguised it / within attempts at normality / my lie was candy coated candidly / as Death reached his hand to me / in that penultimate moment where Bela Bartok serenaded my stigma / with the insignia of an invisible finger pulling a trigger / never occurred to me / contempt versus content could spend an eternity in a burning furnace for perjury in the first degree / ‘cause all I needed was love / but instead chose loneliness ‘cause love wasn’t enough / and to martyr that feeling for the sacred sake of a bluff / was a mistake that was made because I hated this stuff / but, I never thought I was exceptional / or that the mark I’d make in this life could be memorable / but things change, and my lonely days was shedded on stage / so pray for my soul, because I was Noel, and Noel was strange /
Why did everything always fall apart at my fingers? / Tell me why, I’ll never know /
Rich Jones and Montana Macks join forces for a passionately rapped, impeccably produced reflection on the trials and turmoils of 2020. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 3, 2020