WRISTS BATHED IN RED SESSION FIFTY THREE CYNICAL ANALYSIS LP

 1:00PM EST - 1:56PM EST

TUESDAY FEBRUARY 13TH, 2024

WRISTS BATHED IN RED:

SESSION FIFTY THREE:

CYNICAL ANALYSIS LP: 

SESSION ONE: TRACK ONE: MAPLE BOOMBAP CHILL 90S PIANO LOFI

I COULD CHOOSE TO SMOKE A BLUNT

THE JOKE IS IT'LL GIVE ME WHAT I WANT 

BUT IN WAY LESS THAN A MONTH

I'LL HAVE TO SMOKE ANOTHER BLUNT

IT'LL TELL ME THAT IT WANTS

THAT IT AIMS TO HEAL MY PAIN

BUT THAT'S A LOSING GAME

IF I LISTEN THEN I'M INSANE

THE PAIN WILL NEVER LEAVE MY BRAIN

AND IT NEVER FEELS ASHAMED

SO WHOSE WINNING THIS GAME?

DID I EVEN HAVE TO PLAY?

WHY IS YES WHAT I'D SAY?

WHEN IT ASKED TO HAVE MY DAY

WHY DIDN'T I GO THE OTHER WAY?

THERE'S ALWAYS TWO ROADS PAVED

ONLY ONE OF THEM IS SHAVED

IT DIDN'T START OUT IN SUCH WAYS

YOU SEE BOTH OF THEM WERE ONCE EVEN

BEFORE I WALKED THE OTHER CLEAN THEN

NOW THE OTHER NEEDS CLEANING

THEY BOTH DIDN'T GROW EVEN

CAUSE I CHOSE TO ONLY WALK ONE

NOW THE OTHER ONE SEEMS DARK SON

ONLY CAUSE IT HASN'T BEEN WALKED ON

AND SINCE IT NOW I CHOOSE TO WALK ON

I SEE A LOT OF GRASS STALKS ON

THIS TRAIL HASN'T BEEN TENDED 

TO AND TO MEND IT I HAVE TO BE MENDED

TOO AND THIS IS SUCH A SAD RULE

MY ADDICTION HAD A TATTOO

ON MY HABITS I NEED A LASER

IS IT TRAGIC OR IS IT JUST A PHASE SIR?

SEVENTEEN YEARS LATER

DAM THAT'S A REAL LONG PHASE SIR

I'M EVEN AMAZED YOU'RE

EVEN TRYING ALL THESE YEARS LATER

I HAVE TO DUEL WITH MY LIGHT SABERS

THE EDGE IS SHARPER THAN A SABER'S

BUT I CHOSE TO PLAY THIS GAME SIR

I DIDN'T CHOOSE THE FIRST WAIVER

NOW IT CAN'T DO ME ANY FAVORS

NOW THIS GAME I'LL FOREVER PLAY SIR

IN THIS GAME I'M JUST A PLAYER

I EVEN TASTED ALL THE FLAVORS

WASTING THE GRACES OF MY SAVIOR

THE WINNINGS ARE FOR THE TAKERS

WHERE THE LOSING'S FOR THE FAKERS

I MADE THE CHOICE TO GET BAKED SIR

LIKE WATER OR MILK IN MY QUAKERS

WHEN YOU RUN FROM THE PAIN MAN

THEY DON'T TELL YOU IT MOVES FASTER THAN A TRAIN CAN

OR EVEN FASTER THAN A PLANE CAN

NOW YOU'RE FEELING LIKE A PLAIN MAN

THREW ALL YOUR MONEY IN VAIN CAN

YOU HIT THE GROUND BUT THE PAIN CAN'T

CAUSE IT WAS RIGHT THERE WAITING IN VAIN MAN

BROKE YOU IN HALF LIKE BANE MAN

NOW YOU LOOKING UGLY UNMASKED KANE MAN

WITH NO ONE ELSE TO BLAME CAN

YOU NOT SEE YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE IN PAIN AND

WHAT IS EVEN PAIN STAND

UP TO IT AND SEE IT'S ONLY IN YOUR BRAIN CAN

SO I'M RUNNING FROM A MEMORY?

MY ADDICTION SCREAMS IT'S HIM OR ME

ONE OF US WILL HAVE TO GO

AND THE OTHER ONE WILL GROW ACTUAL

ONE OF US WILL HAVE TO BE SHOWN

THE DOOR FOR THE OTHER ONE TO STAY FACTUAL

ONE OF US WILL WIN THE WAR

THE OTHER ONE WILL AS SURRENDER OR

THEY WON'T BE HERE ANYMORE

IF I DON'T CHOOSE THE WINNER

THEN I LOSE MY CHICKEN DINNER

WAS THE CHICKEN THE BEGINNER?

OR DID THE EGG JUST ENTER?

WAS I WAS BORN WITH AN ADDICTION?

OR WAS I SCORNED INTO ADDICTION?

WAS ADDICTION MY OWN INVENTION?

OR WAS I BORN NEEDING A PRESCRIPTION?

DID MY ENVIRONMENT PRODUCE THE OUTCOME? 

OR WAS I JUST NOT FAST ENOUGH TO NOT OUTRUN?

OR DID I NOT HAVE ENOUGH DOUBT SOME?

TO NOT DOUBT GETTING SMOKED OUT IS HOT FUN?

IF I NEVER KNEW WHAT IT TASTES LIKE

I WOULD NEVER HAVE THE TASTE RIGHT?

THE BIGGEST LIE WAS IT TASTES RIGHT

BUT TELL ME WHAT'S FACING THE PAIN TASTE LIKE?

YOU KNOW WHAT THE PAIN TASTES LIKE

CAUSE YOU FACE IT EVERY WASTELESS NIGHT

WHEN YOU'RE NOT WASTING YOUR FACE AT NIGHT

YOU WERE RUNNING FROM YOUR PROBLEMS

AND COULDN'T RUN FAST ENOUGH TO SOLVE THEM

WATCHING THE PROBLEMS REVOLVE SOME 

CHASING A SPELL FROM THE BLACK CAULDRON

IF YOU FACE IT YOU'LL EVOLVE SOME

IF YOU DON'T YOU DISSOLVE SOME

LIKE A CUP FILLED WITH SOLVENT

THERE'S A HIDING ADDICT IN A HOLE IN ME

I ASK MYSELF IS HE IN CONTROL OF ME

IS THE INNER ADDICT IN CONTROL OF THINGS?

IF HE IS THEN HE CONTROLS HIS SWINGS

DOES HE WANT TO BE IN CONTROL OF ME?

OR DID I CONSOLE THE WRONG THING?

HE COULD HAVE BEEN ADDICTED TO ANYTHING

I HAD THE OPTION OUT OF MANY THINGS

I COULD HAVE CHOSEN ONE OF PLENTY THINGS

SOMETHING LESS TANGIBLE LIKE SERENITY

THE ADDICTION'S FOCUS MUST BE REDIRECTED

OR MY TRUE FOCUS WILL HAVE TO BE

AND THIS IS JUST HOW IT HAS TO BE

I CHOSE TO PLAY THIS GAME AND IT'S SAD TO SEE

IF I ALLOW IT TO END TRAGICALLY

BUT I'M ONLY FIGHTING WITH MYSELF

AND I DON'T EVEN TRULY EXISTS

A BUNCH OF NOTHING FIGHTING FOR NOTHING OVER NOTHING

BUT IN MY MIND IT APPEARS TO BE REALLY SOMETHING

AM I BLUFFING IT OUT OR TOUGHING IT OUT

DOES THE PAIN TRULY EXIST OR AM I JUST CUFFING A CLOUD?

EITHER WAY I SET THE EXAMPLE

WHETHER OR NOT I AM STAMP PROOFED OR GRAB A HANDFUL

IT DIDN'T FEEL THIS HARD TO GIVE IN TO ADDICTION

BUT CHOOSING TO FIGHTS SEEMS TO NEED MORE CONVICTION

DID I DEBATE THIS MUCH OVER GIVING UP MY POWER?

SINCE WHEN IS IT TOO HARD TO TAKE A SHOWER?

I JUST STRIPPED DOWN AND DIPPED IN

IS THE ADDICTION MICHAEL JORDAN OR SCOTTIE PIPPEN? 

WHOSE THE CAPTAIN OF THIS TEAM?

THIS GAME MAKES ME SICK I FEEL LIKE WILLIE BEAM

JUST THROW UP THEN THROW DOWN

CHAMPIONS ARE BRED FOR THE SHOWDOWN

IF I CAN CONQUER MY WEAKEST SELF

MY TROPHIES WILL COLLAPSE THE WEAKEST SHELF

IF I CAN PULL THE INNER WINNER OUT OF ME

THERE WILL BE LEFT NO MORE DOUBT IN ME

IF I CAN LOOK AT MARIJUANA HOW I LOOK AT WOMEN

LIKE IT'S THE KILLER OF ALL OF MY DREAMS

THEN IF YOU NEVER DRAFT ME

YOU'LL NEVER APTLY HAVE THE KILLING TEAM

AND IF ONLY THE STRONGEST SURVIVE

DARWIN SAYS THEN I BETTER KEEP ADAPTING