Muses - Scroobius Pip

Have you been there before?

'Cause I swear you look familiar

I stand scratching my head to make my thoughts a bit clearer

And you look at me

Like I’m a bad news dealer

But maybe you just know that I’m a soul revealer

Yeah, but maybe I’m wrong

So I just keep on walking

As I start to walk, I hear the people start t-talking

'Bout the boy with the distant stare and the walk

And the book held tight in his hands he keeps his thoughts in

As I walk, the talk, it fades into the distance

I start to ponder the true meaning of existence

It was once theorized the X and Y of existence

Are the feelings that you feel and levels at which you feel them

With this in mind, I had to put pen to paper

But even with this outlet, my mind began to waver

I looked up to find a muse my mind could use

A distraction from this sedulous mind abuse

So there she stood, my inappropriate object of desire

Just another inanimate object for me to cast into the mire

I don’t know yet

But her visual’s got me kinda transfixed

I look away, I’m drifting back to her lips

It’s time to leave, so leave I did, I had to get the hell out of there

Before I scared this bright-eyed queen with my macho man power stare

I got home, unplugged the phone, and sat alone with my mind

Had the sweetest night’s sleep in her eyes that night

See, this way I didn’t ruin the illusion

When pursuing a muse, the chances are that you’ll lose 'em

But even if you don’t, they’ll never live up to your expectation

I’d rather keep them in my dreams and draw for inspiration

But it’s getting kinda crowded up there

And the boundaries of my mind, I think, are starting to tear

As the stronger realities start overtaking the meek, I’m like

Did I even leave my house this week.