Impatient - Divergent Lyrics

Addicted to smoke like I'm feeding a fire
I was locked in the club sharing bottles with liars
It's too many buyers and not enough suppliers
Battleground build a barricade out of the tires
The hate never expires but this could aspire
You been searching for a particular feeling
I see you been searching that feeling
I wanted to level my highs and my lows until I figured I was losing my pulse
I believed their words until I found out they were false
I went looking for fault through the desert of talks
The wait was too long it's impatient on assault
Load the AK got a plan in the vault
You wanted some dollars for bills but
I want some freedom for thrills
I was grabbing her tities and kissing her neck
Her eyes rolled back as I was spreading her legs
I threw out the check
I was numb before I listened to X
I know this feeling too well
They think it's either heaven or hell
Naive or dumb it's harder to tell
It's harder to tell
Won't you come out your shell
This feeling that never really goes away
Maybe some other way
Maybe some other day
Till my eyes open again like a reset
One against all like I'm fighting a sect
I'm rolling a blunt so hold up a sec
You can whistle a tech you can
Life on the edge I diverge just to re-emerge
On the verge of becoming the purge I urge
Keep a grip on your nerves
I observe in concern
Now forget what you heard
They're doing their best not to follow the herd
But look at this world look how absurd
My conscious is blurry
Obnoxious so early
I wanted to level my highs and my lows until I figured I was losing my pulse
I believed their words until I found out they were false
I went looking for fault through the desert of talks
The wait was too long it's impatient assault
Load the AK got a plan in the vault
You wanted some dollars for bills but
I want some freedom for thrills
Look both ways before crossing my mind
You can unpack what you leaving behind
Eyes forward I'm not here to rewind
It's too many walls got you feeling like
Back's to the wall facing crossfire
War on the mind and hitmen for hire
Weighting your pockets for a higher power
Timing your run in search of desire

Addicted to smoke like I'm feeding a fire
I was locked in the club sharing bottles with liars
It's too many buyers and not enough suppliers
Battleground build a barricade out of the tires
The hate never expires but this could aspire
You been searching for a particular feeling
I see you been searching that feeling
I wanted to level my highs and my lows until I figured I was losing my pulse
I believed their words until I found out they were false
I went looking for fault through the desert of talks
The wait was too long it's impatient on assault
Load the AK got a plan in the vault
You wanted some dollars for bills but
I want some freedom for thrills
I was grabbing her tities and kissing her neck
Her eyes rolled back as I was spreading her legs
I threw out the check
I was numb before I listened to X
I know this feeling too well
They think it's either heaven or hell
Naive or dumb it's harder to tell
It's harder to tell
Won't you come out your shell
This feeling that never really goes away
Maybe some other way
Maybe some other day
Till my eyes open again like a reset
One against all like I'm fighting a sect
I'm rolling a blunt so hold up a sec
You can whistle a tech you can
Life on the edge I diverge just to re-emerge
On the verge of becoming the purge I urge
Keep a grip on your nerves
I observe in concern
Now forget what you heard
They're doing their best not to follow the herd
But look at this world look how absurd
My conscious is blurry
Obnoxious so early
I wanted to level my highs and my lows until I figured I was losing my pulse
I believed their words until I found out they were false
I went looking for fault through the desert of talks
The wait was too long it's impatient assault
Load the AK got a plan in the vault
You wanted some dollars for bills but
I want some freedom for thrills
Look both ways before crossing my mind
You can unpack what you leaving behind
Eyes forward I'm not here to rewind
It's too many walls got you feeling like
Back's to the wall facing crossfire
War on the mind and hitmen for hire
Weighting your pockets for a higher power
Timing your run in search of desire