Evil Ways

Shake it off
Another day in the books
Take it with a grain of salt
The same patience it took to cast a line
Right after placing the bait on the hook
Will save us all
But so many fish remain in the brook
I've chosen a wave
Silver tongue
Golden in age
Going insane trying to force you to open your brain
The world burns but they know that you won't notice the blaze
Can't see the big picture when they motion the frame
They put TV on the radio
Reality on HBO
Lewinsky fellacio
Everything became a joke
They prey on our most basic traits
To keep us entertained in hopes
We won't see the evil ways in which they swing the blade but no
Pull the curtain
See the way they operate exposed
Money the religion
Every day the congregation grows
What I hate the most is knowing we could change it
The only reason we're standing here today is cuz we made it so
Press onward
Change will come regardless
Whether we progress or return to where we started
We dictate the direction but this section is uncharted
Every step that I've taken has left me standing the farthest
Away from home I have ever been
That weight alone is messing with
My brain
Try to gain control
It's taken hold
Ain't no telling if I'll make it out the cave
I engrave in stone the pages of the ancient scroll
With a blade made from a bone of my skeleton
This is me
Just another human being
Let me breathe
Let me live
Let me walk this Earth into the sea
If the tide turns and pulls me into the deep
So be it
The beach ain't worth the energy
Rest In Peace
To all as I thought I knew it
Feels like I'm standing still
And everyone else is moving
Experience in itself changes the lens through which I view it
I just hope that I can fix it before it breaks
And I lose it
Life is a fragile thing
Every day that passes acts as a battle
I'm back to bring you the message
It's been said
This isn't the way it has to be
We don't have to wake up everyday and grovel at the feet
Of kings undeserving of thrones
Unworthy of rings
If they step foot in my home
I'd be so determined to swing that the force would shatter his bones
Rupture his spleen and still wouldn't see prints
If they dusted the scene
There's a disconnect
They sit atop the mountain while we in the trench
Scraping just to get the rent
Criticize how we live but yet
Have never had to sacrifice anything in their fragile lives
That sounds nice but
I assure you
I'm cut from a different thread
We just need someone to see us for what we've become
A weak piece of shit society
It's like a disease is running through the minds of each and every one of us
We stitching the fabric but half of the seams are coming undone
I just
Gotta stress this
Not a message but a movement
Trust it
The best is yet to come
If we move it the rest will come with

And now I'm waiting
Waiting for a sign