[Instrumental]
faster Don't look down you're almost there Searching but always finding vacant eys and shallow graves A soul of lust controlled by flesh An urge to be nothing more is
This song goes out to Everything Falls Together
Honestly, what sense does it make to defame a thing you won't acknowledge When all is good and well, you'll shower yourself with pride When all is good
When all you'll gain is a Hardened heart, all you'll gain is a blackened heart These are the darkest of times Where acceptance and love are Cast aside
blood of my king I'll live drenched in the blood shed by a kiss She loves me not... He loves me "The LORD is close to the broken hearted and saves those
the air is dry and a spark could light us up So as you ride the lightning Know that you'll get shocked By the fact this this was a lie And nothing more then a
But through the fog that blinded me I saw a light shine so bright And I promised myself to follow it's path And now I am led by the light The waves may
on my own anymore Another day Another war Another battle I've been let down I've been beat down And all I get from my peers is a blank stare Empty words and a
you got is the wool over your eyes Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog is broken
thy throat What they speak is a joke, they really weak and they broke Have a seat and take notes, on the streets I'm the Pope MTV is they hope, they
Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by your enemy Envy me, had a cold heart
breathe no mo' Give a blessing to every nigga, that held us down My people issue in hell right now [Chorus] [Magic] I'm a ridiculous lyricist, you hear
mortal hatred and anger deep into the pounding hearts of the angels. Once more the creature is summoned to deliver a decleration of war, At war with
a second Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a fragment of me actually is
then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love song. * We look for alternatives, But
Joe, the live nigga, real rig-a-marole You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold [Blu:] Touch art, lush heart, brush my niggas' shoulder off Now that blessed
a mad man in the tear Not another brother dies, another in handcuffs Mothers knees start to buckle up And fall when they see their child outlined in chalk Silence broken by
