Every person has a puzzle and rarely is there a key.
For each corner we turn around, we find another enemy.

Something's creeping, crawling inside.
Personal wars we make, where the bullets fly.

Killing for a name, for an upgrade, we **** each other.
Only to get *****,
Quietly...

Ducking for cover was never an option when you were raised painfully.
Words of love died why?
You forgot to sing to me.

I'm off to war dad, don't take it personally.
We all have a battle.
We all have temptations to feed...
Some love, while some greed.
Just remember to do it
Quietly.