Born With the Right Gift

From the moment in-between a dream, the mind perceives everything in
our lust for life, packing a punch like a cutting knife. This is something we 
should never leave to chance. this is the place where advancements are
made straight to other fences. Now we got to find a way, that’s all I
can say, so lets all take a chance to seek out this brilliance in our heads
Such desires hidden somewhere inside, a place we should never hide in
a place where mad sugar rushes can crush us beyond repair. That’s why we
need the right gift, a gift to lift us above the crush and into new fazes 
And we are all born with the right gift, a gift with which we can do terrific
things or sink an iron ship, the choice is all ours to make and ours alone
Now somewhere inside an evil does lurk, this is what we know as our all
consuming darkest darkness, a myriad of bizarre numbers to puzzle our inner
sensory, never mind the trickery of a dark mind. This is where we feel a bit
queer as we play, this is where we feel the fear as we delay our sudden dreams
Now let me tell you about how I feel towards this gift

A mad confusion is it, than manipulation takes my mind to new places I cannot 
eradicate. Such madness driven to confuse all the races, such a sad affair
to debate. and that’s how I feel, like I am stuck in some game of kill or be 
killed. It may be nothing but trash to the blind, but to those who seek only 
refinement, it may be a stack of cash playing on the mind, a stack of cash it
surely will be if nothing else. And that’s all there is that I can tell
what more would there be in this hell. Greed is what drives all the people
to feed on their fear. But as we all know, people who feed on the fear
greed brings, end up crushed in the stampede. So what can we do to succeed
do we run from the fear, or do we embrace it right down and through the
centre ear. In this life and in days to come, not a single word will explain
how we felt about this fear, only the gift buried deep in our subconscious
can free us from what we are all afraid of. And we can all be thankful we
have that gift, the right gift to lift us above the fear

In this life we are all kings of our own destiny, and we must all fight hard for
our own piece of hill, that is what the mind must perceive in our lust for life 
and it is not the stuff of legends but a desire to be more than just a plain old 
humanoid, something we surely should avoid. Now as we all know, doctors
kill our pain, space rockets thrill our brains, so nothing on that level will we
destroy, more or less it’s the emptiness that annoys. Sure we can try and kill
our void, but it’s having the right gift that will lift us above everything we
fear. Nobody can give us the gift, and a shift in the tides will never see it
just drift into our lives. In all my years alive I’ve known it to be something
we are all born with, the gift that kills a million or more every single day
or the gift that thrills a horde of millions where they play. That’s the gift
we are all born with, the gift of life and death

Friday nights down at the local bar, I feel the cigar smoke suffocating the
air I breath. Fighting mad I sure am, grinding my teeth to the beat of the
drums in my head. That’s the place we can all select to live in sad regret
a place we don’t wish to see spread, and a place where having the right
gift can lift us above the fear so we don’t wind up dead. Tattooed girls
in my bed, fighting for a piece of my head. Sometimes it might be best to
just forget, but the gift inside allows me to sail above whatever might be
my bother, and so that’s one way the gift filters out the crap. Enter then
a superstar into the equation and that’s the gift to strive for, the gift I am
proud to say is alive inside me, the gift we are all born with, and if I get
the chance, mawkish desires within will drive the gift out to prosper wide
Now that’s the stuff of legends, and those who don’t dream, well it can
turn into a wasteland, so believe that we are all born with the right gift