Opposition
In a world we search for blame and not solutions
As a result of the powers that be polluting
Our minds and our rivers and our land is not for looting
But choosing life, undoing the falsehoods where they lie
Even light can hide in darkness, behind the lines
We draw the enemies inside
And do what was done to you to make it right
Side to side with the tides but never forward
That's short work, you don't want change
You want (More/war)
I don't care to understand, I just want what's fair
Fuck a conversation I'm anxious for you to hear
For you to fear, for you to lose beauty in your appearance
I will take away humanity, and do whatever I feel is
Disproportionate otherwise
No linking (Lincoln) thoughts, Im penny wise
Get ripped apart, any friend of mine
That don't get in line (Get in line)
No synergy, only picking sides
Just tear gas, and picket lines
Let it ricochet, that pistol bang
The media made these wicked minds (Wicked minds)
Bring rise the purge, disguise my evil inside a church
Where you can't be seen is paradise, splice you out this earth
I sip some slur so I get some nerve, someone's getting hurt
I'll eat you first, never mind the lessons the love is worth
I get this surge, stick in reverse, I never try to swerve
I sacrifice my soul for the perks of the quickest work
Equip the knowledge of our fathers fallen to the curb
We're just following the loudest
Fuck the calmness which we yearn for!
Do you only surrender to a force
That is stronger than your own?
What a rigid existence
No wonder you feel so...
Trapped
To understand brings love, why if they love to hate?
How do I guide the opposition if they lost their way?
When is forgiveness just weakness that let's the monster stay?
Listen to me judge them, I run these mazes inside my brain
I leave with mileage, seek asylum, yo my kind's insane
I rhyme my pain to to heal my ache
And think there's insight you could take
For who's sake?
Playin hero, Ego-scape, emo-sage
Snapped synapses wrapped in rage and sealed the gate
I peeled my fate!
But can I hold this change, what I love and hate, is it all the same coin
I raise noise, that's my boy that'll boil the blood you destroy
My face torn by the lore of the strange and the normal you employ
My name scorned by the love that I'm made to deliver, you exploit
I reckon a reckoning, beckon affection, they deaf to the effort
So make an exception or make it a lesson
This turned to a lecture, that's just me, I get it
I'm into it, tune in the moment, not end of it
Looking to benefit all, even when not what you want huh
All them (Autumn) are scared of the fall, but here comes the wall
It will be glorious!
The clash of idiosyncrasies these idiots believe to be
The defining terms of their goodness
To stumble around adorning elective blindfolds
Bestowed by those churning the tides of war
While some soar with the gusts of condors
Above the corridors of the illusions of seclusion
While others Digging to find the roots which have sense been loosened
In their communities, by perceived impunities, and immunities
Who dares beckon the question of who is ruling me
Not so foolish, it would seem
It only ever seems...
What we ought to be is waging war on the concept of enemy
Let the legend of humans not be in infamy
But infinity
With affinity to the truth
Aptitude for love
And a taste for certain fruits
As a result of the powers that be polluting
Our minds and our rivers and our land is not for looting
But choosing life, undoing the falsehoods where they lie
Even light can hide in darkness, behind the lines
We draw the enemies inside
And do what was done to you to make it right
Side to side with the tides but never forward
That's short work, you don't want change
You want (More/war)
I don't care to understand, I just want what's fair
Fuck a conversation I'm anxious for you to hear
For you to fear, for you to lose beauty in your appearance
I will take away humanity, and do whatever I feel is
Disproportionate otherwise
No linking (Lincoln) thoughts, Im penny wise
Get ripped apart, any friend of mine
That don't get in line (Get in line)
No synergy, only picking sides
Just tear gas, and picket lines
Let it ricochet, that pistol bang
The media made these wicked minds (Wicked minds)
Bring rise the purge, disguise my evil inside a church
Where you can't be seen is paradise, splice you out this earth
I sip some slur so I get some nerve, someone's getting hurt
I'll eat you first, never mind the lessons the love is worth
I get this surge, stick in reverse, I never try to swerve
I sacrifice my soul for the perks of the quickest work
Equip the knowledge of our fathers fallen to the curb
We're just following the loudest
Fuck the calmness which we yearn for!
Do you only surrender to a force
That is stronger than your own?
What a rigid existence
No wonder you feel so...
Trapped
To understand brings love, why if they love to hate?
How do I guide the opposition if they lost their way?
When is forgiveness just weakness that let's the monster stay?
Listen to me judge them, I run these mazes inside my brain
I leave with mileage, seek asylum, yo my kind's insane
I rhyme my pain to to heal my ache
And think there's insight you could take
For who's sake?
Playin hero, Ego-scape, emo-sage
Snapped synapses wrapped in rage and sealed the gate
I peeled my fate!
But can I hold this change, what I love and hate, is it all the same coin
I raise noise, that's my boy that'll boil the blood you destroy
My face torn by the lore of the strange and the normal you employ
My name scorned by the love that I'm made to deliver, you exploit
I reckon a reckoning, beckon affection, they deaf to the effort
So make an exception or make it a lesson
This turned to a lecture, that's just me, I get it
I'm into it, tune in the moment, not end of it
Looking to benefit all, even when not what you want huh
All them (Autumn) are scared of the fall, but here comes the wall
It will be glorious!
The clash of idiosyncrasies these idiots believe to be
The defining terms of their goodness
To stumble around adorning elective blindfolds
Bestowed by those churning the tides of war
While some soar with the gusts of condors
Above the corridors of the illusions of seclusion
While others Digging to find the roots which have sense been loosened
In their communities, by perceived impunities, and immunities
Who dares beckon the question of who is ruling me
Not so foolish, it would seem
It only ever seems...
What we ought to be is waging war on the concept of enemy
Let the legend of humans not be in infamy
But infinity
With affinity to the truth
Aptitude for love
And a taste for certain fruits
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Writer(s): Andrew Weiler
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