All the Misfortune ive seen, I scream . . . To sooth my wounded eyes
Consumed in life around me inside glancing at gloomy skies
From the speeches and books that tell us to be civilized
Showing me a path, but, TV and Media teaches me other wise
Have I realized that nothings real, or maybe reached maturity
Or did this uncertainty capsize when it breached my purity
25 Years old holding 52 more years of unanswered questions
The only impression I gathered was to stay dancing for suggestions
Sacrifice my soul if that pays the price of living this life
While you run to Elderly People that lived in a different world for advice
It’s a device designed to keep us blind within our minds
So my thoughts shine when I let my dreams bleed out in these rimes

(talking in background)

Sometimes I just don’t get you Scot. Why cant you just be like other people
Do you know that im embarrassed to tell people that im even friends with you. . .
Why are you so fucked up? Whats wrong with you meng?

(talking Fades)

….::::Ive taken the beatings and returned the favor with a smile
Cause to give into this pyle of filth I was given isnt my style
While your reading someones words, im creating my own facts
So I can show you how to think for yourself when you finally get off your ass…::::

. . . My lasting impression will be two stiff fingers pointing at this earth
Then leave my ‘fuck you’s’ in appreciation or Praising what its worth
My birth was a downfall. . . so now the worlds faced with what it made
Were my faith was slayed in a picture given to me hinting harder days
Don’t take me away, Let me be a glamour child to explain pain
Were my rimes define time trapped between lines of Crazy and sane
This planets plain if you see through all the gray areas
And veer into the thriving heart of a beast that sprays hysteria
My arms extended to the moon hoping I can catch a breath of light
But till then im confined to striding hollow halls in confusion I fight!

My Arms Extended to the Moon hoping I Can Catch a Breath of light
Till then im confined to walking behind sins guiding my plight. . .