I'm a one man army with no agenda. Walking these lonely streets, no race here, I'm crawling the trees like a ******* panda//
reminiscing back when we're only kids, while smoking my *****//
On top with the perfect view//, phone is turned off - doesn't matter/ i got only few. // But the few/ are more than enough, I rather be comprimized with a crew// so small that I can feel the love.//
Standby while/ I'm walking//, thinking about life
forcing a smile/, but I see our youth in deep suffer-ing// - locking their skeletons inside their closet, affraid if somebody just suddenly walks-IN//
To see throu the shallow disquise,/to finally see the transparent truth hidden in their eyes,/
Ambitions they all aiming to the sky, in the end they all just steve without the jobs - take a bite of the apple, eden are falling.//
Somebody is on the line
the shadows are calling/
since birth of mankind we broke the rule of law, in this world we all are born in/
They run from their fears, phones blowing up, but forever on decline//
Yeah my words speaks truth, without the talking//
Narcissistic behavior/ every-where, they believe in nothing but still hopes for a great savior/, don't you ******* even dare//to look up there //
Biggidy bang out of nothing/ and yet you really feel you are something!/
but listen youngthing/, see my size and the streets I've walked in/
No use of words, here around the cold steel did the talking/
End of discussion /
I was only 6/, walking with my *** just wanna to play around like normal kids/, we got pulled over by some elder boys/
Robbing and destroying our souls like fukcing toys,/scattered in bits by bits
A cold blade pressed against my throat/, since that day something inside me became cold/. We quickly became men because we had no ******* choice/
We left our childhood behind/
No place to feel love and be kind/, no place to start worrying about what's going on in the mind, no place to be scared, we ******* walked in like we're were ******* blind./
Never wished for anything in this life,/ not even a father's present, but still depression knocks on my door, screaming " ******* Surprise" /
I'm the lost one, I stand when they sit, and I sit when they rise/
I was born in concrete/, and stones make my heart heavy when it Beats/ darkenss is my home/ look at the shadows taking over, the got me outgrown/ Demons eating my flesh, trying to get into my mind, eating all the way to the bone/ **** Jon snow, my mind is more than cold/, I'm the spin plot, winter is coming/time to loose the game of throne /
Its been a while since I last wrote something.. But after todays reflecting time... my pen found its way back to the sheets again..
Thoughts on our generation and how i have to withdraw myself from reacting on daily basis.
