Flawed Design

How do you speak to a world that is doomed?
Too content on locking itself away in it's room
Bathed and cloaked in it's misery
Thinking by locking the door, that are safe from injury
But the real fear comes when you're locked up alone
Alone in your room hides heavy artillery
Seeking to keep you from victory

How can I help if no-one will listen?
When they've made their decision to remain in their prison
I'm afraid that if I make an incision, that it will cause a division
A split in their heart that only furthers the gap, causing more opposition
Built into suspicion, remission, shut me out and then stiffen
No transition of ambition, without a position for remission

I listen to you every time, you're in my mind
Every time, all the time, you, you're in my mind
I listen to you every time, you're in my mind
Every time, all the time, you, you're in my mind

I wish that I could hit rewind and turn back time
Don't look behind you, I'm flawed design
Aren't you divine, I own what's mine, I'm flawed design
I wish that I could hit rewind

I'm a hunter and I know it, had to struggle just to find it
I'm a hunter and I know it, had to struggle just to find it
I am the epitome of ambition
Healthy and toxic it's my condition
Taking it to my grave, notify the mortician
Broken and beaten you wore down
Beaten, beaten you wore down

Broken and beaten you wore down
Broken, unbeaten you tore down
I've weathered the storm and I'm done now
I'm a king in the making you slow down

I'm motivated, I guess you inspire me
I'm sickened, embarrassed; light the kerosene
No longer taking what you would hand out to me
I now know better, time to be the man that I want to be

I listen to you every time, you're in my mind
Every time, all the time, you, you're in my mind
I listen to you every time, you're in my mind
Every time, all the time, you, you're in my mind

I wish that I could hit rewind and turn back time
Don't look behind you, I'm flawed design
Aren't you divine, I own what's mine, I'm flawed design
I wish that I could hit rewind

Flawlessly, exorcise hypocrisy
Lawfully yet consciously, monstrously; King of my falsity
I'm sick of my own prophecy, need to taste your sovereignty
I don't want to be an auditty



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Writer(s): Message Man
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