Paper Hearts & Wax Wings

Tell me what do you believe in
Do you believe in fear
There's got to be a reason
For even bein' here
Maybe we just can't see it clear
But somethin' brought us together
Whether it was the universe
Or something more clever
Something spiritual, supernatural
Something empirical. Something factual
Something invisible. Something tangible
Something physical. Something animal
-istic. This is an error in a line of code
This is the terror inside your soul
This is an era of lies that grow
We wanna shine but don't fly too close

Don't fly too close to the sun
When it's time to go and it's done
Don't wind up holdin' the gun
You can shine and glow if you must

But you have to run before you can leap
You know the sun is out of man's reach
You can be the flame or spark we can't see
To ignite paper hearts and wax wings

You're nobody till somebody kills you
We only know the Twitter you, we don't know the real you
We only saw the interview, we ain't hear the real truth
Who's gone pull the trigger, who's gone be the one to kill you
And truly make you famous. The clue is what the aim is
The shooter made a statement at the usual arraignment
Blood pooled up on the pavement
Footage hits the news to be used as entertainment
One word, twelve letters. How to make you sell better
Posthumously (Posthumously)
Possibly a robbery. Tired of your shoppin' sprees
Fire off shots and flee. They wanna watch you bleed
Possessed, no apostrophe. Obsessed with philosophy
It might even be yourself
Look into the mirror, you don't even see yourself
The frequency is felt, it reverberates
What's the murder rate when the whole entire world's a stage?

Don't fly too close to the sun
When it's time to go and it's done
Don't wind up holdin' the gun
You can shine and glow if you must

But you have to run before you can leap
You know the sun is out of man's reach
You can be the flame or spark we can't see
To ignite paper hearts and wax wings

Time is passing slow. The hourglass is broke
Only a fraction know. The faction is fractured though
Where did all the compassion go
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I ain't like your music but truth is I'm sad you had to go
Maybe he coulda turned his life around. Maybe he coulda earned the right to clown
Maybe he woulda learned to wise up, how will we ever find this out
now that his time's up? Wow
Maybe the bars that he was writin' down
Coulda gotten better. Instead of lost forever
Now they're preserved in time. How are we so certain we observed his prime
His life ended ten years premature of mine
Rap tenure's on a premature decline
We proceed to blur the line between art and reality
How do we endure this time at the heart of a tragedy
How do we turn the tide without starting with gravity
How do we burn the sky without a spark or some gasoline
How do we learn to fly without hearts using wax for wings

Don't fly too close to the sun
When it's time to go and it's done
Don't wind up holdin' the gun
You can shine and glow if you must

But you have to run before you can leap
You know the sun is out of man's reach
You can be the flame or spark we can't see
To ignite paper hearts and wax wings