Let us share a life that others only read about in books.
A messy, half-indulged affair - The well laid plans of mice and men -
Of Brobdingnagian proportions, forever lust of Laputa and Arrakis.

Frankly my dear, I don't give a ****
If flies to wanton boys are we.
A sword unrusted is without use,
And it takes two to make an accident.

I don't want to prove anything; I merely want to live,
And suit the action to the word, for those of manner born.
History is a victor's game: vaporised was the usual word.
Let our embrace be the battle, our ****** the victory,
And our present-past shall control our future.

Let us never look into the distance and the old terror
Flame up for even an instant -
Never let our minds be full of scorpions, dear wife -
The world is our oyster, don't panic.

Let Chaucer write his tales,
Let Antoinette eat her cake;
Let us show Emma what, precisely,
It is in life that looks so fine to her in books.
Certainly not an attic facing north, I'll tell you as much.

Live with me a life worth living.
We're going to have a strange life.

Verse 1:
In a world split down the middle, I’m still moving.
Lost in my own galaxy, wrestling with shadows I can’t shake.
I’ve stood at too many crossroads, laughed at by many jackals.
Feels like the universe keeps testing my faith,
Some days, the dark’s all I can see, leaves me hollow.
Makes me wonder if God’s watching, or just letting me drift.
I’m trying not to fold, not to lose to myself.
Fighting poisons I let slip under my skin.
The seeds I planted, now I’m scared of the harvest.
Should’ve held this life closer. Should’ve known better.
Maybe I’m just a mirror, reflecting the chaos I’m given.
Every scar on my soul feels like a lyric unwritten.
Chasing heaven in a bottle, calling out to the angels through the static.
But every prayer feels like it’s lost in the traffic.
My memories play like records I can’t flip,
Needles sticking out, I feel like I’m starting to trip.
I taste instant regret, like Jesus being pierced straight through the hip.
Got me swimming in my blood, I swear in my past life I must’ve been a crip.

Hook:
I’ve been running from the shadows, chasing light that’s never near,
Building castles in the sky, but they all disappear.
Questions on my tongue, yeah, they echo through the night,
Is the truth in my reflection or just hiding from my sight?

Am I lost, or am I free? Floating far beyond the edge,
Searching for a piece of me in the void I call my head.
If the stars fall down, will they show me where to go?
Or will I fade into the darkness of a story left untold?

Verse 2:
Yeah, I been fighting with my mind, lost my grip on control,
Felt the price of every dollar, think I auctioned my soul.
Took a bite outta sin, now it’s rotting my teeth,
Tryna smile through the pain, but it’s buried too deep.
Praying for a blessing that I never get near.
The chains I put on shining, but they heavy as hell,
I’m a prisoner to the grind, in this self-made cell.
Feel the weight of my regrets, got me breaking my spine,
Every choice that I made like I’m toeing the line.
Now my shadow’s my rival, my reflection’s my foe,
And the man I used to be ain’t the one that I know.
****, I’m stuck between the hustle and the man that I lost,
Paying dues with my spirit, but I’m counting the cost.
Swear I’m tryna find redemption, but I’m trapped in the flames,
If I gave it all away, would they remember my name?

Hook:
I’ve been running from the shadows, chasing light that’s never near,
Building castles in the sky, but they all disappear.
Questions on my tongue, yeah, they echo through the night,
Is the truth in my reflection or just hiding from my sight?

Am I lost, or am I free? Floating far beyond the edge,
Searching for a piece of me in the void I call my head.
If the stars fall down, will they show me where to go?
Or will I fade into the darkness of a story left untold?