Monologue
I'm here to talk about pain
There's many of us who carry a great burden inside behind that warm smile yet nobody could tell based on the outside
And sometimes that burden gets so heavy, but you just learn to push through the pain, no matter how hard it might feel
Because you know that the only way is forward
I lift my arms up in the sky
Pray and beg to anyone nearby
Can't you hear my cries
I'm done doing my time
This is my battle cry
Learned survival through the trials
It's hard being kind in this ice-cold world that bows to plastic, greed and lies
Been a loner all my damn life
No one sang me lullabies
The dark years made me want to climb
Wasted a lifetime trying to hide but I won't go down without a fight
I'll die for my vision, friends counting on my decisions and drive
Rolling in my bed at night
Thinking out "will this end right"
What if all this wasted time won't pay dividend
I'm just one out of millions trying to make my way out of this crumbling anthive
Trying to use a single stone to spark a fire
But it's the obsession that fuels me
All part of my migrant journal
Very usual and unusual all at once
I confess I'm scared of the time slowly passing me by
While caught in this life's razor wire
Used to think about finalising my storyline
Picturing mom crying slowly turned me around
I told myself "don't ever stop, even if it gets so hard at times"
Your life is just a lease
They want to keep you on a leash
Tranquilised, muffled like a steed
Living someone else's dreams vicariously
We chase the P's
Pussy, power, peace
The tram rumbles, I weep
Like Lucy, so gently
I'm so tired I can't get no sleep
This is my monologue
We'll keep going 'cause there's no going back
Time to turn that struggle into a testimony
They have yet to see my prime
Goodnight
There's many of us who carry a great burden inside behind that warm smile yet nobody could tell based on the outside
And sometimes that burden gets so heavy, but you just learn to push through the pain, no matter how hard it might feel
Because you know that the only way is forward
I lift my arms up in the sky
Pray and beg to anyone nearby
Can't you hear my cries
I'm done doing my time
This is my battle cry
Learned survival through the trials
It's hard being kind in this ice-cold world that bows to plastic, greed and lies
Been a loner all my damn life
No one sang me lullabies
The dark years made me want to climb
Wasted a lifetime trying to hide but I won't go down without a fight
I'll die for my vision, friends counting on my decisions and drive
Rolling in my bed at night
Thinking out "will this end right"
What if all this wasted time won't pay dividend
I'm just one out of millions trying to make my way out of this crumbling anthive
Trying to use a single stone to spark a fire
But it's the obsession that fuels me
All part of my migrant journal
Very usual and unusual all at once
I confess I'm scared of the time slowly passing me by
While caught in this life's razor wire
Used to think about finalising my storyline
Picturing mom crying slowly turned me around
I told myself "don't ever stop, even if it gets so hard at times"
Your life is just a lease
They want to keep you on a leash
Tranquilised, muffled like a steed
Living someone else's dreams vicariously
We chase the P's
Pussy, power, peace
The tram rumbles, I weep
Like Lucy, so gently
I'm so tired I can't get no sleep
This is my monologue
We'll keep going 'cause there's no going back
Time to turn that struggle into a testimony
They have yet to see my prime
Goodnight
Credits
Writer(s): Timi Tamminen
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