Hey, yo, to all the killers
And the hundred dollar billers
For real, niggas who ain't got no feelings
Check it out now
I got you stuck off the realness
We be the infamous, you heard of us
Official Queens bridge murderers
The Mobb comes equipped with warfare
Beware of my crime family
Who got 'nuff shots to share
For all of those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face
Stab your brain with your nosebone
You're all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'
And keep them shook crews runnin'
Like they supposed to
They come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place
Cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
You can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
Your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're major
You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playa
Don't make me have to call your name out
Your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is older
And when the things get for real, my warm heart turns cold
Another nigga deceased, another story gets told
It ain't nuttin' really, ay yo dun, fuck the Philly
So I can get my mind off these yellow backed niggas
Why they still alive? I don't know, go figure
Meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation
If I die, I couldn't choose a better location
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation
Getting closer to God in a tight situation
Now, take these words home and think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
They shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
Livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one
Throw you hands up, throw your hands up
Throw you hands up, throw your hands up
For every rhyme I write, it's 25 to life
Yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life
Ain't no time for hesitation
That only leads to incarceration
You don't know me, there's no relation
Queens bridge niggas don't play
I don't got time for your petty thinking mind
Son, I'm bigga than those
Claimin' that you pack heat but you're scared to hold
And when the smoke clears
You'll be left with one in your dome
Thirteen years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
You talk a good one, but you don't want it
Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live
Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did
No time to dwell on that cause my brain reacts
Front if you want kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid you out of line
Criminal minds thirsty for recognition
I'm sippin', E&J;, got my mind flippin'
I'm buggin', think I'm how bizarre to hold my hustlin'
Get that loot kid, you know my function
'Cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal
And once I get on I'ma put on on my people
React mixed to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
When I roll up, don't be caught sleepin', 'cause I'm creepin'
Son, they shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
They shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
They shook
'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Scared to death and scared to look
They shook
Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Livin' the live, that of diamonds and guns
There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones, shook ones
He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one
They say hip hop was gone then everybody mourned imma pick it up where they left off and respawn it's like being reborn eat the crack or drink wine for those who cant see it i give sight to the blind call it audio abuse i attack it each time that's why alot these rappers are on a rapid decline im on my master p grind no time to be a romeo i love the ladies but sucess is a lonely road as i hold im what half of yall aint yall got micky d pockets and caviar tastes does it matter yall tatted on half of yall face to appear to look real when half of yall fake faker than a thousand dollar bills with obama face on it you rappers dont want it im on it my competition gon get shut down like the source this is entrepeuner music im a you boss all i do is floss all the way across the nation not only in new york but where ever im vacating never really taken days off paper chasing shows stay packed and venues is never vacant lyriccly im a menace call me old dog thats why i put all of these rappers careers up in the morgue ha ha ha ha i am just so appalled at the way these niggas rappin i know i can crush em all im a young icon in the making destined for greatness now watch these rappers start hatin when im around nobdy matter man im there mother they girl and they daughter favorite rapper
watch the debate then what you say
will boil the water anyway
you grabbed your coat
and i thought for sure you'd walk out that door
would i sit here if i knew right now you were running for the bus?
on your voice was carried
the reasons for what id have done
i'd have run
hoping that the bus was late
but the fifteen had won that race
i hate these shoes
then theres my friend whose got me scared
cause all of the problems and the notions that we share
convinced perfect cant be hiding in the shades of grey
there is no way
i thirst the way he thirsts for self inflicted pain
hes run to new loves fun
he swears he knows what hes doing with his girl
he calls her domino
with his friend he loves to show her off
in the wind she is so shaky
id run id run id run
id run to every city bus hub
and if i ever let it get that far
Everyone is everywhere and I don't know that
Any one of us could change it, take to sea
And expect it to be firm like the land
I'm just frustrated cause I want it both ways
This year I've noticed
Longing among us for that shared experience
Everyone's everywhere and I know what once
I'd stolen, I take for granted
We must know we are the sun kissed sons
I know one way to go
I want us all to live in 1929, I wanna share halls
And I want common walls and the lathe and the past
Turn them off you said, my logic's filled with holes
Cause that's the path we chose, but I'm always waiting for someone to call
We've spread out, we've petrified, I hate to think that we might
Never talk again, but the fact that we can has left us all red
So here's what I propose
Together we all say "I curse 1973", naive's OK with me
I want us all to live in 1929, I wanna share halls
And I want common walls and the lathe and the past
Turn them off you said, my logic's filled with holes
I hate this phone, all it does is serve to drive a wedge between you and I. Sometimes just hanging up seems right, but I always hate to say goodbye. And maybe I'm no good, but maybe just this time I hope I can get this right. Sometimes when it seems that distance is the only thing that we share, I hope I can get this right. My favorite songs are narrating the feelings I hate to have and I hate to sing along. So I can keep reminding myself that those songs are meant for someone else. And maybe I'm no good but maybe just this time I should know that I can get this right. Off the street she just came in, wearing your same expensive shoes. So I will imagine that I'm not here alone, but with you. No, here I am, just me and tea and empty chairs.
You know, its getting really old.
The saying "that's the way it is."
So is that the way it has to stay?
It's problematic when there's so many who stepped into the shallows
And found themselves swimming for the edge.
Prime rates-pickets. Who owns who?
Patios and equity.
The savviest financing to every dig a hole this deep
in which was placed our most basic of needs
At the edge, stretches the longest of lines
of those hoping for the chance to dive.
If you're not quite sunk, just wait.
The water is on the way up.
The waters on its way
You are. We are. All Sunk.
Some see a boom; I see the services priced out.
If we all lose our minds and souls,
can we at least lose them together?
Let's lose them by land, lose them over seas,
and let hindsight never catch up.
Lets lose them by land, lose them over seas.
Forfeit our bodies whole.
So, when the states of California and
Oregon have fallen victim to the sea.
Please don't be sycophantic cause it hurts to be reminded of myself. To see you and know that when you're reaching out, it is difficult to do. Damn, where does confidence go to when you are not alone? I have not found it in emotion dodging jokes, and it's not in the safety of that keystroke world. Not everybody has your same good intentions and it's just not right. I can't figure, what's with this instinct to expose the meek? I don't understand-why is everything a competition? Does finding flaws ever get old? Do callous kids ever grow up? I think that we all know, they don't. So if you need some open ears and you just need someone to hear. I've always found that is what old friends do best. Please, I don't want to see your two cents star becoming a fortune to be wasted on the ones that you don't need.
I'm making a life of waiting for the "never happen to me's" to happen to me.
And that means one thing:
Not a wink of sleep will take me through this drive tonight.
Alright, I guess I'll make friends with the miles, But just so you know,
This is not a one-way road, and rest assured
I take much more after my dad and I do of yours.
So please sleep better than me tonight.
You see, this road exists solely to
Tear me in half.
I hope the saying goes; "to be confused is to know"
'cause I got a ringing in one ear
And reason whispering in the other ear.
And I am worried, because every year the whisper
tries to overtake the ringing in my other ear
What do I do when it becomes a yell? A Yell!
I've got a ringing in one
I've got reason whispering in one
I've got a ringing in one ear
And one part fear and one part doubt
With two parts craving for the road
That proves this real world so wrong
Let's meditate on a mess of stones
A mass of arteries i don't know
The net of this land weave us in.
The "not so sure" found something in not knowing
Just so you know this is not resolved
I hope the saying goes "to be confused is to know"
cause I got a ringing in one year,
Mothers brag to mothers and children will always scramble.
It's all so second nature and so wonderfully engrained.
And it comes with a toll:
Your second guess reflex, your 24 hour headaches.
All for meal time chat.
That's heavy debt.
Yesterday was too hard to watch.
From back-pocket Polaroid to breakfast spot destroyed.
I'm sorry
Sometimes my weakest of traits do all the talking.
I'm sorry
I sent you into hiding
Just look at how we back fire when we wage these simple wars,
When what I want is what you need.
After all this tea, I like to think that we're on the same team.
Cause lets be clear this is 9/10ths introspect.
I'll carry you if, you take a step first.
Just take a step first as we walk this race.
Will you agree with me on this if nothing else?
This world and everyone in it is confused.
Even if they do not know it,
We are all lost on a map, but insured against the loss.
We are, lost on a map.
All lost, we'll be confused at least we've grown to know it.
We will cut maps to fit us.
We'll place ourselves right where we want to be.
Can I go back and redo the last 4 years? I miss the way things were, forced to move on. I like the bronzing of the leaves, wishing that's how it always was, and the way I was. I hate change.
This was the year when the courts made the decision to add some years to our wait.
And how can we not, when forbidden bedfellows go together to make sure girls who love girls
and boys who love boys won't have the same right that they give bigots and murderers.
Now, I'm not trying to make you sad, but that's a right I don't want to have at all.
I'm sorry, that's a right I don't want to have.
I don't want to have.
No. I don't want to have.
No, the wait won't be bad.
No, the wait won't be bad-it won't be bad.
Keep this as an I.O.U.
On a day with downed power I'm just thinking of ways I can sleep better at night
and I'll always be sleeping next to you.
I'm not changing the world, I know.
I'm just doing what I think is right,
and when the laws change so will the way we pay our taxes.
We'll take the train and go, like a snake on hot granite, winding our way to a place where idleness is the goal. We'll tuck between the hills and skate over the flats, as we escape these busy days. Lets go, our destination will be known by the teapot that's always warm. Goes: "we have gone and won't be back so soon" and it said: "cant we just forget about everything and everyone for at least one week?" I'd love to stay amidst the smell of wet cedar avoiding things like getting old and letting go. Growing up and getting old I fear will cut my time so short with this pretty girl:sitting with this girl could be so short, so I'm stay here, waiting to get up.
does this city have any limits? Is its grid beyond control? Like a mold this city grows across an area I used to call my home. Trees replaced by structures, starry skies replaced by lights. If I didn't have my ties I wouldn't spend another night. You should see how small we really are, how small we are. Don't forget that. Like the whitish streak of a jet gone by, something once was there I loved. But, for now ill watch this ice as it forms on this glass as I know. I'm off to better places.
Listen up. The leaves outside are lapping up the rain tonight,
And I was hoping that the racket that they make distracts you.
Cause you're far too focused and consumed.
Just think of the babies outside. The rain is all they want.
When they reach out to you, sometimes isn't that all you need?
Aren't we all as simple as seeds?
If not, then we'll be just for one day.
Let's keep it simple.
Why would we want to tangle this bow we've tied so beautifully?
It's all we control.
Take solace in knowing that sometimes plans
don't work out and it's out of our hands.
I know this world is relentless, and I can only make tea for two.
How is it that the distance of those four months can still persist inside this room? Is it so bad to not care about those days too far off down the road? Days we can not control. I wish imagining that farm wasn't such a hard thing. And I may not be so good at math but it seems if we could spend just a fraction of our time from being stubborn to seeing each others way it would increase our chances. But right now, all I can think is that I wish you could be right here to see the way it looks like the giant feet of birds carved the landscape. Instead of thinking I am here to get away from you. Now a new city will take you away, and what we have is some time to make the best of. Cause come the changing of the leaves, so will we.
this pavement and I have been foreign for some time now, and I am having just another one of those days where there's nothing that sounds like fun or inspires. Well, that's not true- it might honestly be nice if my car broke down on the steepened grade of a mountain road. Bring on survival and the peace of a one-track mind. As I'd walk those miles home and kill this day or better yet, I would enjoy this day and kill this state of mind I get into. I would look back upon this day of miles I stole back from myself. Id walk down my street, on my last mile and it would be as late as nights can get, just as the sun rose up my heels. My new favorite hour-this is:no I never though I could keep myself company.
will i ever be happy with anything
if i don't think that i can try to fix it?
give it up give it up wont you just say?
give it up nothing here is broken or in disarray
will i ever be happy with anything
if i don't think that i can try to fix it?
what if i don't think i can try to fix it?
wait wait for it i'm in the process
of editing in time i hope for progress
wait wait for the day when i announce that i have
i have finally been found out
will i ever be happy with anything
if i don't think that i can try to fix it?
i shouldn't wait
i shouldn't wait for her to say to "fix it"
"please fix it or
you're gonna walk with a wake of salt"
happy is two things:
knowing i still can grow
in spit of the misfires in my brain
and learning perfection i wont know
right now this car barely runs
i've limped around for too long
don't wait for her to say
Independence Day, and I know it
when the song that's playing is just so damn sad.
I'm growing up, I'm growing up in front of you.
Holding you knowing that there's nothing more that I can do.
When Mississippi rang I should've stayed citing I wanted one more week with you.
I knew October was sweet like anti-freeze.
I think I see your light around that door. But I can't show it.
I'm growing up, I'm growing up in front of you.
Having 12 years of my heart to answer to.
The corner of your eye is what I want to see when I get home.
The neighbours said "no" but I said "he's so old".
We're lucky that they're all in bed by nine,
cause in the quarter turn of Earth's rotation we gained another year.
Going down old stairs, old stairs.
Middle of morning I walk them.
Then out the car as we push off.
Out to behind her childhood home.
Glasses off my nose - they're sliding.
Have we all developed too far?
Is this disconnect so deep?
With so many hands wildly grabbing at purpose
And no burden of procurement,
I for one am scared to death of these people
Who have too much time on their hands.
And is it just me or do they seem to always be
A bit more concerned that something higher is keeping the score?
Dear Morning after, soul saviors, there's nothing higher.
Will someone take me back 10,000 years?
I want pre-creation, of which I've heard so much.
Take me back when a tree was still a tree
And notes still made a tune.
I would e content to not see you (to not see you)
Cause you always make me more angry than I can possibly afford.
I take my time more to heart than you.
So kill yours but you don't kill mine
There's nothing higher
No ones keeping score
So if life is just a bridge, would you run across it?
This bridge is my life, and I've got rivets to drive
and I've got views to enjoy without you
This bridge is my life
And I've got rivets to drive
I've got views to enjoy.
It's been like painting from memory,
But a memory that's not mine
I've been pushing paint where I though it should go.
Trying to pick hues to compliment colors that I have yet to see.
Painting spring when all I've ever known is fall.
And winter was the expectation.
Aren't we all so sick of always falling short?
I have been for some time.
So let's leave words for the defining,
And let brushstrokes guide the titles.
We've been summed up too neatly by old tittles
that we thought bestowed insight.
This life is more than what you claim
The only image I can conjure is of a small bird in unwavering headwinds.
I have this thought a lot.
So much that I wonder why this creature keeps on pushing on against this wall
What if she finally relaxed to let the gusts have their way?
Would it be so bad to know weightless, carelessness this time.
Let's see where we land
Save your strength, you'd fare no better with the flock.
Even though it seems to you this has always been a trip,
you have taken on your own.
I know. Focused winds make a worthy foe.
Are we supposed to be so at the mercy,
metaphorically of heavy winds and heavy rains?
goddamn talk to her
goddamn talk to her like shes not in third grade
she is your daughter adult and wondering
why you don't speak truly
and how her brother chose throwing his life away
to get you to notice
and you just sat and smiled the same
i don't know if you've noticed
but the pain that's on her skin is growing
with every moment spent worried about your loneliness
she feels it and i watch it as it grows
it grows
i'll never understand how hard your life's been
it grows
but understand you're still in hers
it grows
i'll never understand how hard your life's been
it grows
but understand that won't be hers
no one understands but you and your children
they need a mother who's ready and willing to say:
"sometimes everything is not alright
and i have not been alright i have not been alright"
until then it grows
and i will watch it as it grows
it grows
i'll never understand how hard your life's been
it grows
but understand you're still in hers
it grows
i'll never understand how hard your life's been
it grows
For the first time I found myself in envy of the primetime demographic for nothing more than to taste that evening calm that they enjoy. Cause as of late I've had no time. I hope for snow instead of rain, so I wont have to drive. I set this up when I took on too much. That's something that my mother knows. My role within this workforce was never one that I confused with my goals in this world. Job titles and security don't really satisfy me, I just wanted you to know that I know. Passion and burden are two words I wont use in the same sentence ever again. That's what I'll remember, and that and the siren call of that pass through the mountains into California and the diners we called home and the way I felt at every show. Passion and burden are 2 words I wont use in the same sentence ever again.
Gold War, I-5
Cold War, I-5
Protecting us from ourselves has never looked so good.
But, who ever said this was the best defense?
Offensive size.
Let's all partake in some relief,
no need to justify why you don't care.
So, is there an age when this iron curtains raised?
Cause it is looking poised to fall across every inch of land
And no one will survive.
All under one roof, but the servants entrance for you
and we’ll lock that deadbolt.
On Tuesday night,
that’s what 70% of all those who should know better said.
Talk me through how verbs of connotation escaped you.
I need to understand how you can draw this distinction
Without reciting from your old book.
You know as I do that this is no place
To make believe the issue, or cite majority volition
It’s about principle, of which you all have none.
I dare you to make me understand how you think.
I believe there’s no way to reach you.
There’s no way to reach you.
Cause I don’t think there is any hope.
There’s no way to reach you.
Man on top: you will know and you’ll see
That forgiveness is a two way street.
So whoever you are, you’re gonna be out of luck
Talk me through how verbs of connotation escaped you.
I need to understand how you can draw this distinction
(it’s about principle of which you all have none)
Talk me through how verbs of connotation escaped you.
I dare you to make me understand.
Good enough isn't ok when you're attempting
to maintain this paradigm of trying to make waves
Reset the bar and how would you measure me then?
Would you see six years of riding any wave that happened to make sense?
Has self preservation made me dull?
Cause when I count how many days
that I wanna get back it makes me think of someone said
That Charlie waits for no one
Broken down in this old trend of ordinary men
An ediface of artificial weight and
Design that demonstrates only one thing
I've sat at the tip of gaining clear sight for my entire life
Has self preservation made me slow?
Cause when I count how many days that I'm obsessed with,
it makes me think of someone said
That Charlie waits for no one [x4]
From hot soup at ten of two to Marylyns last light during the evening news
What did she think she was going to do tomorrow or next weekend?
Merry are those who have never been close to the thought
Has that boat pushed off with out me? Is that what everybody thinks about me know? If I'm happy with right now, not giving up my life to start the planning for a decade down the road-then I guess I must have missed some lesson. Maybe it is not growing old that sucks, but just feeling that you have to act it. That act could make you miss your life. Well, I'm not planning ahead to look back wishing I could go back. No careers and the domestic will come my own terms. So you can take that boat to where its nice and deep, out to where the boat will sink and it wont be seen again.
When did we all become a "coming of age" storyboard?
Where phone calls are never returned
and birthdays are just about what we save on insurance.
Oh, how we've paid for it.
When did you and I start needing reasons to get together?
Was it too scary to be the last one hanging on?
I guess I'm that one.
Yet I've always been the one who's "home and hearth"
and now I have paid for it.
I just remember it being easier to laugh off.
I know I'm ok.
I don't need this anymore
the curse of '94 strikes again
killing hopes and things and people
stop, stop you're killing me
and I tried so desperately to escape it
suck days ahead I think I'll stay in bed
Life's the same
I guess everything's going okay
I've got to go now
I've run out of cute things to say
I don't mean to sound so insincere
I'm having a bad year
And I'm glad to say goodbye
but I'll never wonder why this year happened
luck comes and goes sooner or later
wait, wait for it to stop
'cause I'm not just gonna drop out of being
Do you remember the care that you once gave to me? With those little kids on the front and the message that makes me stop every single time, when I want to leave. Maybe you do, maybe you don't. Do you have reminders of the ones we used to be? Even just a photograph of us at the coast? Of us in the rain? I bet if you pin them up you'd see that those nights spent talking and the kitchen where we slept weren't so long ago or so hard to get back. Even just a photograph you see, would remind of the ones we used to be.
Last night you'd have caught me sleeping,
I was never more at ease
Despite all the talk of that trip
To Illinois that I couldn't pay for
Last night you'd have caught me thinking
On how on earth you are sleeping
When circumstance has dictated
And your holy eyes I can't avoid.
But I'll never feel guilty for the reasons you think
I should have a hard time sleeping
My friendship rests on Illinois?
When I work hard everyday I don't think
I have to explain every bill we must pay
So when you think that you shouldn't have caught me sleeping
You caught me sleeping, and just keep in mind
I never want to have to say
I made myself feel happy for you
I don't know how this can concern you
The rise of tides and sand
I chose and to those two I owe
I am sorry for letting silence let you know
And I see what everybody thinks.
Know I'm happy for you.
And I can't help from feeling that
Everyone wonders while I sink-
Why doesn't he just take a breath?
Brother please watch my back.
I feel so bad. I can't avoid, but I try.
Knowing deep down inside
I care what my friends think
I am kidding no one.
Silent dogs live in everybody
And I'll understand if you bare your teeth.
Please don't bare them too long.
Don't forget that your my friends
And of course I care what you must think
But I have to say,
I don't think that's what everybody thinks.
You're my friends. my hearts unfair?
I hope that's not what everybody thinks
You're my friends. my hears unfair?
Sweet, Sweet, and savory
are more of an oil and water
than I ever thought they could be.
We got when the getting was good
and now is it all too much?
Like t-shirts drying on a clothing line
So plain, so consistent.
Sun soaked with nothing expected
and no hidden costs in return.
Your tooth hurts again,
and I don't know if they will save it.
So would they be shocked to know
it could break out home?
The end of the month has come again
and I don't know if we'll have enough
Like T-shirts drying on a clothing line
In perfect unconcern to
point A to B in our lives between
All we are is always juggled so we don't fall cold
when it's already so hot.
I wanted something simple where
unlike your past you'd be at ease in knowing
that I was going to make it over
Like T-shirts drying on a clothing line
with just one string attached to me.
It's all I want. nothing dark to hide.
Can I stop time this Saturday?
Can I stop time now?
Chalk one up for the naive in me.
I missed the warning signs
And what I didn't want, I somehow got.
Dictated delivery
Patently osmosis wins again!
Have I lost or am I just losing?
(Would you tell me?)
Cause I just never thought I'd have this war.. No
Have I really become that bad?
Tell me, do I at least listen to you?
Or are you as frustrated with me as I'm with him?
I need to know how long has gone on...I took..
I took for granted my frustration
With this failure to hear and now its crept up on me
With age all that I really understand is flaws.
Oh, they're so comfortable.
I'll shut my mouth
I'll take it off. Right now
I only want to hear you say
That I am just losing, (please lie to me)
And I will say no more.
I want for you to hold me to this (can't stand my voice)
Cause I can't stand the sound
I hope that I am just losing
when i finally don't wake up i just want to be understood
i just want to have felt like you understood
i just want to feel that peace when i run out of air
to know that i have been understood
when i finally don't wake up i just want to be understood
i just want to have felt that peace when i run out of air
if these words whipped from these lips has not pushed you away
I'm ready for the simple life right now
Connect and with points.
I welcome it cause I've been taking notes
And every thing i write is telling me to prepare.
In this age of fear and deities no one seems to be scared
I swear I hear laughter (laughter).
We're dying to prove it wrong.
It is natural law. Knowledge equated with advance.
This was our first step back
And now we're on this road,
Oblivious to this journeys end.
But in the side streets and alleys that we know,
We've waited and wrote.
On my mark we're stepping out from the trash and shadows.
Grab all you can
On 3 we're stepping out and we're taking all we can
1. Look at where we've been
2. Gods won't fill the void within
3. No more drawing ranks
I watch it spread. I will it on.
Hey, here it comes; the crippling commodity: convenience is here
and its taking what it will.
I will it on as it eats up everything that you say you love.
I wonder why you haven't learned that something's
just don't fit in its mouth that's so agape.
This you should.
Yet you fight it as its tearing for the clothes on your back.
Just let 'em go. It is a force that calculates and kills with gold.
Don't risk what can't be bought and sold.
It's tearing you deeper, taking more.
Beyond your skin and through your bone
This is the moment when you must choose what really does define you.
This is a show be with the gallery and know that you'll survive.
It's just a show. It's happened before
Rears up and cycles once more
Stage a coup from the tallest roof. Was the wind trying to win?
And did you ever think the beauty was stolen
By the fact that you had forgotten all the backs that volunteered for
You and supported your line. Deported you while you crowned yourself king
Green eyes knew it at 1200 feet. You had no need for old friends
You know glass can't exist without sand, but your focus can't be torn
Cause I wanted to like you for the people in who chased away that common place
I wanted to like you but i can't shake this jealous snare
maybe this will be the time, when I cut you off this time. My tongue is so sore from always biting down. But, maybe a note could do the job just fine. I would be my chance to clearly spell it out to you. But, then I couldn't look you in the eye, and I always rip them up, I never follow through. No, no I can't put this off again or wait another day. Ill collect the pieces of my note and leave them lying in your way, for you to find and rearrange in such a way so you could finally see what I could never say. This will be the day, TODAY, when you find my note lying in your way. Yeah, this will be the day. My note, you will find and soon you'll see this message is simple. If you take the pieces of my not and lay them out then the message can be read: first word, first letter: is an "f" the subject is you.
In a twilight room they're fighting again
Like two plates of the Earth scraping
Looking through a pane where the air's rushing in
Is it summer or winter again?
On a bed on top of the sheets
In our room that smells like the sea
You will take your body like a saw to me
Living here at the end of the world
People walking hand in hand
Back at home sleeping till dawn
It's the time of day when you can be near
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