How could I have known it then,
Your half & half
White lies?
How could I have known it then,
When all I saw
Was your latte skin,
Your mocha eyes,
Your life from afar, without a flaw?

These artists, why can’t they find it?
How come they don’t see it?
How many people feel this way?
But all these half-mooned artists
How come they still stay on it?
Heart hardened, but never departed

Planning strategy, half of me
Follows through with what I want to do
And the other half takes the different path
Hath this way the only cay I have?

Depression is a room,
one of many in this mansion I call my brain.
I've left, I assume,
but I still hear those demons scream my name.

Tower of Silence - Track 2

Intro
(((Hey, I’m heading back up my tower
I am be careful!
I’ll come down when it’s no longer safe)))

Hook
There’s panic in the lines of these rhymes I make
Maybe I shouldn’t tell you but it’s kinda late
You should probably be concerned with our mental state
The truth is all around me but my mind’s not made
My heart is with you somewhere but my head’s not safe

Verse 1
I’m a product of this culture, just another soul convinced it’s over
Taken over, taken fall to the world of overexposure
I’m the poacher, killing this son and killing my brothers
I fear my crave for blood—circling above
No I am not enough, no this is not enough
Whose blood soaks the door? Should I even do this anymore?
I am a vulture, feasting on a past that’s dead
Blood-soaked feet—keep my fangs soaked in pain
Can’t escape the thoughts ramped in my brain
Plummet on the thought that my mind’s insane

I’m just another copy
Copy and paste, brob’ly, He caught me
Is this really who I’m suppose to be?
This is not what you’re suppose to see
Who is this that’s stoppin’ me?
Voices, voices tell me I’m a copy
Bounty, on me—tired of mockery
Counterfeit seems to fit the description
To the point it’s ‘bout to stop me
Is this the plan of the one who bought me?
If so, nothin’ can’t stop me

Hook
There’s panic in the lines of these rhymes I make
Maybe I shouldn’t tell you but it’s kinda late
You should probably be concerned with our mental state
The truth is all around me but my mind’s not made
My heart is with you somewhere but my head’s not safe

Verse 2
My Kind, my Blood—they mean so much to me
I hide, behind—who I’m not suppose to be
No, this is not what you’re suppose to be
Is this suppose to be what’s truly me?
Take it easy with this poet, please
I’m scared to death of what you’ll think
Because it could be the death of me
I’m scared of my own voice
I don’t know if it’s my own choice
This thing—is it just a dream or is it the beginning
If singing is my meaning
A cover over my head, I wear a headset
Noise begins to make me afraid on my mindset
I let words get through—I regret
That I allow the words to linger and set
This has come to be my headrest, I bet
The reset, is just another test
A solution to drown is not the best
Because now the sound gives me no rest
But the nepotistic noise and voices I get
Becomes my choice with the volume I set

Hook
There’s panic in the lines of these rhymes I make
Maybe I shouldn’t tell you but it’s kinda late
You should probably be concerned with our mental state
The truth is all around me but my mind’s not made
My heart is with you somewhere but my head’s not safe
You should probably be concerned with our mental state

Verse 3
There’s a problem with our society
Worse than suicide, depression, and anxiety
It’s how we deal with these problems
Rather, it’s how we cause them
If I didn’t know better, I’d think you look a bit dead yourself
Not a Heaver, not a Breather, just caught up in your head
But wake up and join our battle cry
To help these dry bones come to life
Scared of the pace in change so you stay in place
Open your eyes and crank up our volume
Fall out of formation, help our vocation
And take a chance to take off your costume
Because right now our rates are hallow
It’s culture’s fault, though it forbids
So wake up to the things that you hid
And what you put on display
That death is a logical way
I don’t mean to sound harsh
It’s just, we need your heart
I don’t want to be crude
It’s just, I think it’s a but rude
Just what Sleepers do
Listen, I fall victim to it too
Please excuse me and do what I do
But no it’s not just a mere fad clad in sadness
They need to know, together we will get far
And help us say this gloom is not who we are
Come together in this path that needs paving
And be wary of the message you’re engraving

Outro
My opinion, life’s worth living
Culture say, might as well
Problem is, it won’t sell
Death’s addictive, but the price to live
Is worth the pay, so I will stay
Please stick around, I’ll have you found

Heap burning coals on my head
When I am starving, You give food
When I am thirsty, You give water
When I push it away, it doesn’t grow old
When I fit, You know my mood
When I puke it back up, You give more, vintner
Heap burning coals on my head
My face will burn red
At what I know You have fed
But nothing is wasted
It’s there and I can still taste it
It’s there and I can still taste it
Heap burning coals on my head
Heal me and I want a changed me

My emotions are so black and white
I’m not even putting up a fight
I think that you’re right
I’m just black
I’m going back
It’s a heart attack

I wonder if it's her,
because I know God works in mysterious ways.

I am burning down my hometown
Send Your flames to reign down
Burn the embers to the ground
But still You hide Your face
I am forced to look away

Artists askin’ if they’re alone
These voices don’t want you to know
So obviously they’re not if there’s so many
But still I won’t let it be blown
Because I’m askin’ if I’m the only one lonely
But me and my homies, you know me
You and me, we’re both lonely
It’s like we were made to be homies!

Tower of Silence - Track 10

Intro
(( Stay low ))

Pre-Chorus
Stay low, stay low
They say to shut the fire in my bones
I know, I know
If my bones are Yours, the fire, will grow

Chorus
I wasted time, I wasted death
I think I thought myself of breath
I need to stand, I need to fight
I need to move again tonight

Verse 1
No one to confide, hiding behind walls that confine
A system where I’m walled in
A rhythm that keeps me in depression
Oppressed, restrained to digress
No, I don’t desire to—this pattern I craft fire to
A wall in my way that obstructs my view
Contained by the lies that set my life in skew
With the help of my Blood I’ll reach the top
With the sound of our Kind we won’t fear the drop

Pre-Chorus
Stay low, stay low
They say to shut the fire in my bones
I know, I know
If my bones are Yours, the fire, will grow

Chorus
I wasted time, I wasted death
I think I thought myself of breath
I need to stand, I need to fight
I need to move again tonight

Verse 2
Sometimes I’m able to see the other side
Then I’ll look back and find my mind is tied
These lies convince me I can’t get over the wall
They hype up the doubts and make me fear I’ll fall
Could it all just be one of these schemes
To make me believe in such silly things
What I say when I wanna be more
Make a move and make a break for it
Take a spray can and leave your mark man
Stand up and step out into our plan
Opportunity does not make me certain
But what I’m certain in is, we will will
We can leave this society
Join me in the face of anarchy
Help me destroy our old world
Join with me to build a new one
Rise up and fulfill your duty
Join me in Exarcheia

Break
Wake up—Give up
Rise up—GiVE IN
(((Remember, remember)))

Bridge
(( It seems so fun to let the worry inside
I can’t get the darkness out of my life, anyways
So maybe I should give in
Fancy the dark—it’s a habit
So maybe I should do it anyways ))

Verse 3
So let’s take this energy, this emotion this notion this dependency
Use it, to chose it, for others to lose it
stAY LOw, they say to hold our hope at bay
I know, but I don’t know if the spirits should stay
Demons in this room, should they stay or should they go?
Eyes in the dark, are they friend or are they foe?
Man gave names to all the animals, so no wonder we give names to our own
To what’s not in sight of our candles, what is hidden deep in our bones
It was man that labeled all the beasts, we crafted the dark on which we feast
Was it our duty to name our demons, could this have any sort of meaning
We’ve named the monsters under our bed
For some reason, it’s the blood beneath our skin
And we’ve neglected His blood instead
We’re only engraving our own extinction

Hook
( Though I am weak, still I need to stay moving
Still I need to stay moving )

Verse 4
You are tired, you are bruised
Your world is blurred, and so confused
Don’t give in to these neon lamps
Loneliness hyped and darkness vamped
The blackness seems to inspire
With the nihility we don’t desire
They lure you into a heatless light
You my friend must stand and fight
You, my Kind, you know both sides
I know it’s hard, the silence intensified
So raise your hands up even higher
I know your arms are tired and they have your ankles bound
So stay low to the ground and we’ll leave the freezing fire
Whether it’s the easy way or the hard way, it’s time
To decide which side of the battle you’ll side with
And I promise you, friends, the latter is mine

Hook
Though I am weak, still I need to stay moving
Still I need to stay moving

Pre-Chorus
Stay low, stay low
They say to shut the fire in my bones
I know, I know
If my bones are Yours, the fire will grow

Hook
Though I am weak, still I need to stay moving
Still I need to stay moving
Though I am weak, still I need to stay moving
Still I need to stay—

(( We need to move again tonight )) .

I feel like there's no one to confide
Hiding behind walls that confine
There's a system where I'm walled in
A rhythm that keeps me in depression
It's a pattern within I craft fire to
But it's not what I desire to do
A wall is in my way and obstructs my view
Contained by the wall that sets my life in skew
With the help of my friends I'll reach the top
With the sound we make, I won't fear the drop
Sometimes I'm able to see the other side
Then I'll look back and find my mind is tied
These lies convince me I can't get over the wall
They hype up the doubts and make me fear I'll fall
Could it all just be one of the schemes
To make me believe in such silly things

Believe me, I care for you.
I do not know your full story,
and I can't look into your thoughts.
I have no waked in your shoes,
and I may have not gone through what you have.
I may never even understand,
but I know it's hard, and I know it feels hopeless.
I get what it feels like wanting to sleep forever,
as if it would make things better.
I know how it feels to be scared of what's inside,
and you fear for if people knew.
I feel for you when you think you can't change,
when you feel like this monster is a part of you.
You hate what you've become,
But at the same time it's the only escape.
It's an addiction--all of it--
and it's hard to get over.
Suicide may feel like the only solution,
but there's something that keeps you alive.
I love you, and I care for you.
I don't know you, but I truly do.
And because I do, I can't help but share this.
I'm broken.
I've given my life to God,
but I'm not close to being perfect,
and if you read through my poems,
you'll see I have some of the dark thoughts you do.
But I also have peace amidst this storm,
and I have a hope in my Lord.
God has gotten me so far,
and as He continues to work through my life,
I have peace and hope in His plan,
knowing He will continue to deliver me.
I want you to experience this as well,
because I care for you.
I'm here to talk.

I use to let your care pass by
without a second glance
at the depths of your words.
You asked me how I'm doing,
genuinely and loving,
but I had convinced myself
no one truly cares.
It's just something you say,
I thought,
empathy is obsolete.
But you saw this in me,
I believe,
so you showed me
that you're not okay.
Then you told me
what you say.
And I'm still learning
how to say these words,
even as evil
continues to destroy.
"I choose joy."

As I lay out on my front porch,
falling asleep to the melody of rain,
I can't help but imagine you here beside me

I’m not alone in my loneliness
I’m in a war like many were before
I’m in a battle like other cowards
Along with the houses around town
I’m not gonna let them down tonight
I’m gonna put up a fight
If not for me, for all the other teammates
And I believe, we’ll win at this rate
And even if they choose to take their life
I’m not choosing to take mine
Cause there’s another standing in line
So why would I give up on them
If we intend to impend carrying on then
Cause the dark has no right
To any houses around town
So I’m not gonna let them down tonight
I’m gonna put up a fight

i took the last sip of coffee
just as the record started

I can't just stay it that room
Otherwise I'll think too much
In the silence
I'll think of fears and sorrow and such
I must distract my mind
With something
Because I fear for the thoughts
This silence may bring

No, I don't have writers block
I just felt pressure under the clock
As if there was an audience I have to please
Give me some time to think this through, please
I have not run out of art
I'm just looking into the beat
The blood has not stilled in my heart
I'm just trying to get back up on my feet

I see a canvas behind your eyes
I see the artist in disguise
I see the portrait made so no one else will see
I see dimly lit sands and beyond a vast sea
I see your palette--black and grey
I see, as we all do, the bright paints you display
I see in your eyes your dripping color
I see that you don't trust a single other
I see, because the eyes interpret the heart
I see, and realize you are just like me
I see, and I long to remedy

I believe many people would say that nighttime is not their best time ~
because when the sun sets, our upsets and regrets progess;
our interests are shown from beneath the surface--
but from the surface, you won't learn this,
because my nonsense makes your contents look non-violent,
so we digress beneath the mess
by putting on a mask to disguise our lies.
But for me, I find it's the day ~
because by the time I reach midday,
my face hides and I put on a play
in hopes the night will fade away,
and then my mind will walk astray
in fear my thoughts will stay this way,
but then my surface will still decay.
And then I find the truth behind--
that you and I are not so different ~
because when the sun rises
it reveals what's common inside us,
but for some reason we hide this
and put on our disguises.
Honestly, it cures my insanity--
it pleases me, to find people like me ~
because, truth me told,
we are not so different, you and I ~
because by the time the day reaches noon,
we all know night will be here soon,
and another day will be haunted by night's nihility,
so to reach our comfortablity,
we hide behind a mask and please the lie--
the lie we find so common inside,
because we think it will keep us alive--
but the truth is ~ it's dead, alright?

Sometimes I find it hard
To convey a thought
Because when I look back
The words I display
Don't portray what I sought

Maybe I’m just lonely
I know I don’t need a relationship right now
But maybe we could just be
I know you’re good so I was wondering how

twisting behind
both of my eyes,
opening doors
deepening faith

There's danger in the lines of these rhymes I make
Maybe I shouldn't tell you but it's kinda late
You should probably be concerned with my mental state
I fear I'm a product of this culture
Just another soul convinced it's over
A vulture, the poacher, taking fall to this world of overexposure
I feast on a past that's dead
Can't escape the thoughts in my head
I feel the pull begin as my faith will drain
I plummet on the thought that my mind's insane
My heart is with you somewhere but my head's not safe
The truth is all around my but my mind's not made

Sometimes I go to a song,
or a person,
or a section of Scripture
when I don't feel so good
A place of safety and comfort
Perhaps you do too
whether it be a song,
a poem,
a place--
whatever it may be
A place to get away from the world
for just a few minutes
to recharge
to meditate
to take a deep breath--
whatever you may do

So here's a poem for us
a reminder
a hiding place
A place where the world can't get to you,
where you can drown it out,
where you can replinish,
At least for a few seconds,
before stepping into the world again
with open hands
A place of safety and comfort
To have,
but not to keep
Promise me that

My feet dangle up off the ground
I levitate above the sound
Ever since I was young, I've been on dope
Nowadays, I use it to be my rope
Tie a noose around my head with floating feet
Still breathing, my mind will have no hold on me
Choke out the lull, my throat hung on a leash
You demons have no voice in me--capeesh?

Tame the tongue, but it’s difficult to tame what is sung
Why’s it so hard to tame the tongue of the things I don’t want?
‘Cause it’s sung by a liger, half the liar, half the pride
I’ve tried to raise him right, but something’s on the other side
Tugging at his leash, and I begin to lose my peace
You probably don’t even know what that is!
Only if you’re a nerd, that’s right
Is it fantasy or is it reality? Either way, it’s half of me
So how can I tame it, if I don’t even know what its name is?
See, Liger is just something to take pride in, to hide in, to get high by
I’m trying to put down the gun, but there’s something he wants
It’s like my mind is speaking in tongues
Of things incapable of being sung
What do you want?
What do you want?!

I withdraw to these lonely places
I didn’t choose it before, but now I’m grateful
For how God has placed it, and created it
And now I’m home as I retrace it

a lifeless light
luminous, yet so dark
surrounding and cold
deep of night
with thoughts so stark
i could not break hold

Can the lost ever truly be found?
How long lasts the holy ground?
When does it end and where to begin?
Are we freed indeed, or do we need
To keep ourselves to our deed to leap?
Well how would we, when we all seep?
Is it truly up to us, to keep us from a cusp?
Will we all just rust, if we’re not keeping up?

I must have forgot
You can't trust me
I forget I am bought
My heart will open for a moment
But then the next thing you know it
I'm lost at sea
In this ocean of emotion
I'm in a battle of what I feel
And what is real
Tie my head to a noose
But just loose enough
So I can breathe
Balancing everything equally
Then darkness won't become me

I’ve been listening to music late at night lately
It hasn’t really helped me deal with the coffee
The songs bore, and even the new are dull
To the core, I don’t think I know between lull

There’s the man in the moon
An ancient rune in the sky
That is sadly too soon to die
And beneath it’s absence I lie
Laying here I’ve radically tried
But I’ve twisted the history
For some victory to sing lyrically
Waxing theological
Maxing cynically
Making it wane honorably
Hating the finical
So what about the man in my skin
And what battles does he win
None, so what’s fun about the sun
What have I to shine light on
Other than a late night care ride without brights on
So I hide away and play it renegade style
Cause the sun’s a definite
But my hope’s in the moon who hasn’t come around in a while
But my clockwork isn’t really legit
Because he was there a few days ago
I’m just stereotyping the ergo in my ego

Am I a martyr for the Father?
A piece of flesh to show what’s best
Tethered to this to show the better
And though I’m dying, I come alive
As I am trying, for you to realize
To take your weather and learn my breakers
That our God is greater
Than all I could ever prove
So I will move aside
To demonstrate our Savior

Whether we     admit it or not

     we
                             do try
to


                      conceal
       what's             ­ stored in                  our
minds. We

                         wear

          masks                   to
     be on
                                      the safe side
            But


we know
                       to hide             is not

            to be
                               awake

I just wanna see a day of decay go away
And when I close my eyes I’ll see the prize
Instead of the eyes, I won’t have to try
And another day of grace will come my way

Tower of Silence - Track 5

Verse 1
Listen
Is this just my own selfish ambition?
All my doubt is taking over my vision
Could the letters in my head be my mission?
Or would the go ahead and be better off dead?
Would someone ever listen to this point or am I just missing?
Question
Is this my commission or am I just faking submission?
I must be ignoring the lesson
‘Cause I don’t know if I am dying or living
Or if dying is even worth giving
This is my faith that He’s testing, but I’m denying His blessings
Because for His sake, I’m abusing His grace
The name plate, isn’t His face
I’ve been given a new name to exclaim
But I walk and I will stay the same
I’ll talk but I’m repeating the game
Taken His own life to make a way
Given His Son in order to save
But I’ve made my own way to the grave
So whether this is dying or living
I’m so far from fulfilling
I’m too far from flying
I think I’m dying
( At least you’re trying )

Pre-Chorus
I want to fly
But why can’t I
Take up Your wings
I want to sing

Chorus
I am dry
Can’t You feel?
Can’t You speak?
I fall as I believe
I’m drifting as I think

Verse 2
Doubt, deep seeded but when it sprouts
I without a doubt know what it’s all about
But still I can feel like I’m left without
Dealing with these seasons of drought
I conjure up things He’s know to conquer
So why Father and I still bothered?
Oh how frustrating, it must be
As I sit here comfortably
How degrading, I must seem
As I fade here underneath
I know it’s dire, the sharing of this fire
I aim to inspire but the motion seems to expire
With the notion that our time is fading
And I’m debating if I’ll be waiting
So my fire seems to be waning
I have a comfortabLE ROutine
But my part seems to be fidgeting
As the sun with fade away, and my life with turn to grey
Pressure starts pulling at my brain
My faith drained—spirit contained
I’ve been robbed of my peace with the peace treaty
I’ve made with the pieces of what’s creeping
It’s the same game every day—same as it always is
Don’t want to speak my mind—waste my time explaining this
I’m an escape artist
It’s not written on my wrists, but let me present these skits
I’m a Pharisee and here I sit
Only content with the abyss
There seems to be no empathy
I’m on the verge of blasphemy
I’m alright so quit asking me
Who to be, how I see
Out of sight I walk absently
To walk by sight is just for me
The darkness suits me comfortably
This is what happens when I’m taken by worry
I guess it’s because I don’t feel worthy

Break
Lah-dah-da-da-da
Lah-dah-da-da-da

(( Can’t You feel? ))
(( Can’t You speak? ))
(( Falling as I believe ))
(( Drifting as I think ))

Lah-dah-da-da-da
Lah-dah-da-da-da

Verse 3
With what little of You is in my plans
I trudge through these stark and barren sands
My ocean is dry, a parched and des’late land
Taking the water of Your salvation into my own hands
But even as I cry, I found that as I
Look up towards You sky, I find it doesn’t meet my sight
So how worthy am I that You would go to die and trust me enough to make the eye
The problem is I can’t tell the difference between my sea and His sky
I don’t know which is which or where to start, light or dark
I’m just rowing alone, caught in the undertow
Can You drown my life?
I’m rowing through my emotions in only fragments of my parts
These days it’s hard for me to tell what’s real
What’s the sky, what’s the sea
Which is fire, cold or heat
And even what I feel
So here, here’s a message in a bottle
For if You even bother
It’s the floating dingy of what I’ve been thinking to show You that I’m sinking
Send down a strike of lightening to show me what to do
Light up my sea so my ocean can turn blue
Hit me straight on so I can see You
This sea is far too dark, and my wound has become a scar
Show to me God what is true
And teach me to hold onto You

Refrain
Keep me hold of You
Keep me hold of You
Keep me hold of You

Pre-Chorus
I want to fly
But why can’t I
Take up Your wings
I want to sing

Chorus
I am dry
Can’t You feel?
Can’t You speak?
I fall as I believe
I’m drifting as I think

Outro
(( Can’t You feel? ))
(( Can’t You speak? ))
(( Falling as I believe ))
(( Drifting as I think ))

Lah-dah-da-da-da
Lah-dah-da-da-da
Lah-dah-da-da-da
Lah-dah—

READ THIS PLEASE, I HOPE IT HELPS

Intro
(My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish?)

Verse 1
You midnight poets
Do you know it?
Do you show it?
Do you plan to blow it?
Saying “Is hope so far from this moment?”
You poet at heart
The night your art
It’s the poet that wrote it
But it was you and you know it
You’re still awake
So don’t debate
The reason you stay

Pre-Chorus
I saw my Kind but I was blind to their eyes
Before I realized I lied to my pride on what’s inside
But now when I cry I realize the reason Christ died

Chorus
I felt chills for the thrill
The bill of what they ****
So I plead to dread what they said
The thread of those long dead
And I felt it in my head
But with the need I am indeed
Unable to read with tendency to bleed
I see, but incapable of feeding
I saw the rot and decay
The King came to stay
So I will say, so I will say
Shoot your gun my way

Verse 2
I am not as fine as I make it out to be
I am not as cool as I doubt to seem
Oh God, am I only enough for surviving?
My God, I barely feel alive
I want to be thriving, living a life more than just getting by
I cannot see my soul but I know it’s cold
Mold me I told You but where have You gone?
How can my heart, stray so far
The very thing keeping me alive
I’m feeling cold inside, oh Adonai
I haven’t held it in sacrifice, oh Adonai

Pre-Chorus
I saw my Kind but I was blind to their eyes
Before I realized I lied to my pride on what’s inside
But now when I cry I realize the reason Christ died

Chorus (x2)
I felt chills for the thrill
The bill of what they ****
So I plead to dread what they said
The thread of those long dead
And I felt it in my head
But with the need I am indeed
Unable to read with tendency to bleed
I see, but incapable of feeding
I saw the rot and decay
The King came to stay
So I will say, so I will say
Shoot your gun my way

Verse 3
Listen it’s important and informant
To the dormant storm that we conform to
It’s a door that no one likes on foreheads
Confined to our earbuds, all that does
Is wrap up, our cut ups, and rope ups
Until the music can’t muse us
And the next day we’re gone, so far from
What I should have done
I’m staying awake tonight
‘Cause if I lie, who might fight
And my peeps might have nothing to site
So I write for us to stay alive
I do anyway, out of fright
For those who might die

In the hopeless, I notice
Take a moment, to hold it
In the focus, I notice
Take it, embrace it
The taste in, the grace of
The Father, His water
The breathing, is lingering
There within, I’m feeling, seep-ing, in

We don’t need to adjust to society
Society needs to adjust to us, for our justice
It’s injustice to make a fuss of us
So do the slits in our wrists conflict
With the holes in the hands of Jesus
Or can He use our tools that fool us
In His hands if we believe He freed us

Bridge
I worry this part of the song
So don’t sing along
If you don’t belong
Stop and end it
So I don’t bend it
But if you’re suppose to stay
Know it’s okay

Verse 4
Suicide’s always been an option
Oh no—I did it again
Well, I’m trying to be real
So can you be sincere?
Nothing you need to worry for
Just enough to know the door
But I sometimes consider doing terrible things
So if You don’t mind God
Show me You’re winning

‘Cause spring is the most depressing season
It’s seeming the worst time of the year
Because we think by then we’re in the clear
But God does not wait in the spring
His nature of love forever reigns

Break 1
Has hope ever wanted to make you **** yourself, though?
How do I keep going, even if I know it?
I see it there before me, but I still want to end it
I know it’s the endgame, but it just offends it
Like I won’t make it, like I’ll never shake it
Even though hope stands up for me to defend

Break 2
Why do I want to fall asleep forever?
Why do I want to slip my earbuds on?
Why do I find myself fighting back tears?

Verse 5
Nah it’s selfish so I won’t relish
The embellishment society’s selling
I sometimes consider ceasing
Finding some relief in this sleep
Maybe it’d be better for God, my peeps, and me
But as I write so you take away the knife
I look in and find my memories
So give it a second for life to resurface
Take a moment to switch the killing sprees
It’s there in your lungs, there’s a way to learn it
So for the sake of my peeps and me, you must believe
We’re doing anything we can just to feel free
What they’re doing, they’re cutting themselves
What we’re doing, we imprison ourselves
Either way we’re killing ourselves
So help us step out of this cell
Because I don’t know if they’ll live by the end of this track
Take a look and realize your mind isn’t on track
Walk with them, it’s what they lack
It’s okay to recognize the black
Or if you’re deep under the attack
I’m in the boat so I got your back

Bridge (x3)
I can tell that you wanna **** me
When I’m thinking it’ll be easy-er
Well, yer gonna need something stronger
Because you got the same ol’ routine
You aint got no new schemes
You’re the one that’s bleeding
‘Cause you know you don’t hold my meaning

Outro
(You are enthroned as the Holy One
They trusted and You delivered them
From You comes the theme of my praise
Before those who fear You I will fulfill my vows)

My premise, would have been my demise
Chalk full of lies, my head hung high
The modus ponens, my mind now opened
Cloaked in codes, now a humble abode
The reprise, will open eyes
Just don’t say it’s unspoken
Take notes, and hold Your tokens
There is hope, coming with vies

Oh how frustrating it must be
For you to watch the being inside of me
Become the thing it doesn’t want to be
How degrading, the time you’re wasting
Trying your hardest to make me feel
Can I just say that I’m being real?
Trying Your hardest to fill my well
To lose the voices I know so well
Well how frustrating, it must be
As I sit here comfor’bly
How degrading I must seem
As I fade here underneath

Montauk
What a shock
Things unfought
Stories not sought
Maybe another plot?
From what I got?
Will I thought?
A different shot?
Will I be caught?
Who cares, it’s not
Their slot
It’s not locked
So I trot
What if they bought
Or if it’s snot
And if they choose cots
Anyways,
I like the name Montauk