IMPULSE

I ain't that innocent flower
Born to devour
Petals of my soul will fly all over
The conscious

To hide the garbage inside of the rotten mind
I will decide your fate
Love me or hate
Nothing matters when you embrace

Something that you like or fear
Call me the seer with the sphere
Planet full of sleepwalkers they need an impulse indeed
Match is lit
In front of oil on the floor
What I did
Is not much compare to what my world needs

An attempt to resurrect the dead feelings
Instead of keeping them in the closet
Call it a self killing
An appealing fruit is always a pleasure if it's restricted
Failure is a drug
I think we all are addicted

Stop that chit chat and let's talk aboutta neglect
Of a child that we left on the way cause of
Greedy act
Gotta go back in time and let the world speculate
'Bout the things
That we are
Too afraid

Off with the heads of the serpent
Enough with the blocks in the brain now it's sober
I'm thinking out loud not keepin it lower
One man in the crowd will ignify moners

Uh

Cold wind's like an old sin
Like a floating in the mountain
An unbeliver is still Doubting
A lone hero is still fighting