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Swallowed Whole
02:41
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So much of who I am is rooted in confusion.
From jump, it never really made sense.
And the more I look in search of the answers,
The harder they are to find.
But I won't be left in the dark.
Constantly pulled
Between what I was taught
And what I've come to learn.
Those who taught me love
Are swallowed whole by fear.
They encourage growth,
But haven't changed in years.
You were a light that led the way for me.
Tucked away behind tired eyes,
I can see a glimpse of who you were.
The love and peace you brought to my life
Will never fade.
It hurts so much to watch you lose your wonder
And settle for the mundane.
You're still here with me,
But it's not the same.
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2. |
No Sense Of Self
03:17
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Sell yourself out to your figure of choice.
Adopt their doctrine,
Speak with their voice.
Sacrificing your agency
Is the least that you could do.
Gladly look the other way.
Whatever price they give,
You'd better pay.
To the ones who inform your whole
Point of view.
No sense - of self
No self - control
The unrelenting flow
It's never gonna slow
Who needs the proof
When you trust the source?
You read the books,
You took the course.
Every answer you've sought has been given
With such conviction.
Same old - threat
Social - death
That knowing grin,
You fell for it again.
I know it's fun,
Masquerading like you've found all the answers.
I know the fear that you feel
When you think you might be wrong.
I know it's fun being the one who
Points the finger.
I know how it feels to be the one it prods.
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3. |
Wake
02:28
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Now you got
All you wanted,
Is life more beatiful?
Damaged lives
Left in the wake,
But are you having fun?
How many more
Will have to suffer
To fulfill you?
How many boys
Will grow to become bitter men
Before you're through?
The look inside
My brother's eyes,
At the mention of your name.
You'll never face
The pain you've caused
And you'll never fucking change.
On to the next one;
Build your dynasty of broken homes,
Add another knot to your hanging rope.
Another slam of the door;
Face is pressed to the floor.
Now don't you feel big
When you step to a kid?
My inheritance:
A warped world view.
But I won't be anything like you.
Held by your self-made chains,
I'm proud I never carried your name.
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