It seems in my life, buying time,

It seems in my life, buying time, Chasing shadows, lost in the grind, Not even real, but my mind's on a reel, Emotions spill, like I’m stuck in a deal. What's the point if it doesn’t exist? Existential resistance, can’t shake off the mist, Power in the smoke, yeah, I’m lit like a tower, Rising from the ashes, I’m embracing the hour. Thoughts intertwine, like the roots of a tree, Searching for the truth, but it’s hard to see, Living in a dream, caught up in the feels, Navigating life, like I’m spinning the wheels. Every puff I take, man, I’m seeking the light, But the darkness creeps in, trying to dim my fight, Still, I rise above, with a heart made of steel, In this game of existence, I’m keeping it real. It seems in my life, buying time, Chasing shadows, lost in the grind, Not even real, but my mind's on a reel, Emotions spill, like I’m stuck in a deal. What's the point if it doesn’t exist? Caught in the loop, can’t break from the mist, Dreams like smoke, they fade in the air, Searching for truth, but it’s never quite there. Running in circles, I’m lost in the chase, Eyes on the prize, but it’s gone without trace, Counting my steps, but I’m stuck in the past, Future’s a canvas, but the paint's fading fast. Fighting my demons, they whisper and tease, Life’s a puzzle, but I’m missing the keys, Thoughts like a river, they flow and they twist, What’s the point if it doesn’t exist?