The title is a reference to the 'limbic mind' - the mindstate you get in that allows you to dream.
ILLigitt
I'm a 19 year-old aspiring musician currently residing in Leavenworth, KS. I've been rapping since I was 13. I sucked at it until I was 14 and I've been good at it since I was 15. I've fucking ruled at it since I was 16 and I started getting better when I was 17. I became so amazing that I required a human sacrifice when I turned 18. I turned 19 and still have not received what is now my annual sacrifice, so now I refuse to keep making music until someone appeases me. My penis is several minutes long, and I am un-full of shit like you wouldn't believe.
www.caucasianprophet.com
Story behind the song
This song boils down to painfully honest self-reflection.
Lyrics
I know a lot of times I try to be a comical entity
But it could be that that's just something that I pretend to be
To shadow my insecurities, it's not an act though
I love to entertain with the gavel of human speech
That travels 'til you receive such a mental explosion
Lucid dreams, anything to trigger emotion
I fuse a breeze, with heat, and bitter devotion
That supercedes, the need, of simple impulses
That I long for, but I shut myself out from
Lonely, but trying to finish my album
So I seek solitude, but I find it isn't worth much
After the fact, because it's always in a surplus
I take comfort with the diamond in a dirt rough
Dying this diet with fat free colors and a surge buff
I don't say what's determined at birth
'Cause I just wanna earn what I learn from my work
I know that both of us are still affected by past meddle
'Cause we're both thinking about where we last settled
How you see that every man resembles a masked devil
To how I'm afraid of you falling for me because of me
'Cause I don't think I'm that special
But it's kind of funny how so much irony's ominous
Each time one of these women come and shatter my confidence
I wanna be the hug, I wanna be the shoulder
I wanna become closer as we grow to be older
So when I'm with you, I see the world for what it isn't
Momentarily incapable of any realism
'Cause it's nothing in the face of the high that you receive
With emotions on your sleeve, that which I want most
Is that which I can't find, after the last time:
Opposite of desire, ignorance is bliss
Which I guess is why it causes me pain to ask why
I wanna be the one to show you that what's normal isn't real
I wanna raise my future children according to Emile
I want to embrace the dangers of emotional appeal
While we cherish every memory from the moments that we build
I wanna be the one to rock you
Into a state of mind, with no anguish ever pent up inside
I see the world as a disaster, in its raw form
It might not be what I ever wanted or called for, but it's real
And it's hard, but reality is worth maintaining
'Cause ignorance is bliss, but reality is sacred
I feel the wrath of its relentless touch
'Cause I just want love to be the way I dreamt it up
But it's not, or at least I haven't found it yet
Learning as I go at a cost that's hard to miss
'Cause it was my fault that I walked away with her broken promises...
