THE GRASS BENDS
IT BENDS
THE GRASS BENDS
IT BENDS BUT WHY CANT I FEEL
FEEL LIKE GRASS I AM NOT GRASS
THE WIND BLOWS IT BLOWS
BUT I CAN NOT FEEL THE WIND GIVE ME RELIEF
IM SWEATING AND EXHAUSTED BUT THE WIND IS NOT THERE
WHY CANT I BE WITH THE MOUNTAINS
WHY CANT I BE WITH THE WATER FALLS
I POUR
THE WEIGHT
THE ACH
EVERYTHING I FEEL IS SORE
GRASS IS GRASS AND A MAN IS A MAN
A MAN IS DEPENDENT ON THE OTHER AND YET PEOPLE STILL ARNT HUMBLE
I FEEL WHAT I FEEL I DON'T FEEL YOU
EVERYTHING IS SO STRONG EVERYTHING IS EVERYTHING THE VOICES I HEAR I HEAR I HEAR I HEAR I HEAR I HEAR I HEAR THEY ACH MY HEAD THEY HUMILIATE MY STATE
IM NOT IN CHARGE
THE MAN YOUR'RE SPEAKING WHAT ARE YOU SAYING I CAN'T FEEL I CANT FEEL
EXPRESSION IS THE DIGESTION OF FILTERED DEPRESSION ON THE OVER ROMANTIC BENGE THAT SEEPS INTO US WHEN WE EXPERIENCE BREATHING
A BREATH
A BREATH
BREATHING
I CANT DIGRESS THE BREATH I BREATH HUMILIATED BY EVERYTHING MOVING
EVERYTHING IS MOVING
EVERYTHING IS MOVING
I FEEL
I FEEL  
I FEEL EVERYTHING MOVING
THE CARS
THE CHILDREN
THE ANGER
THE POLITICS
GUNS
RELIGION
CULTURE
CULTURE
CULTURE
ITS MAKING ME INSANE AND I PRAY I PRAY I PRAY I PRAY I PRAY VOICES STOP YOUR INTERRUPTING WHAT I NEED TO SAY
ITS GRASS
IT BENDS
THE GRASS
IT BENDS
THE GRASS BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS
BENDS

By  Arcassin Burnham

Spreading rumors for your own agenda making
It seem like I've lost it,
I see beauty in twenty different ways of entertaining
Your soul to oblivion ending up In a state of confusion
Pushing closer towards the bridge of acceptance and
Benge pressing a million tons to get all the weight off
Your shoulders,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,

....On the Other side,

Learning true colors as I pass without warning
To get one in on you,
There's blood on the leaves and sweat on the branches
Of betrayal of who your actually praying to when you
Lay in bed wondering and being haunted by what you done
Just replacing all of your  memories in a bag of eels when
No one wants electric feels,
I thought it'd be over,
Between you and I,
I could have died,
Why did you lie?
The grass is so much greener on the other side,

.....On the Other side.