I fell into a dark place looking for the light, Fed on what I could till I tasted something nice, It made me grow strong, taught me how to survive, Then I found myself a ten to accompany the ride. Driving in a straight line, turned hard right, Headlights out in the dark of the night, Car broke down and the cold stepped in, Do I break down now or step up here and win? Head down, bum up like I’m climbing up a ladder, Path planned out, if I fail it doesn’t matter, I learn from failure, grow sharp in the dark, With my weapons at arms and I’m ready to start. Ready to march, not a dangerous decision, If I gotta ask then I’m breaking tradition, Never need a path to escape my own prison, It’s not a clear task but I’ve taken the mission. Sierra, Uniform, Alfa, Delta, Echo, He’s back now, requesting reinforcements, Over and out through the static and pressure, Whole damn world better brace for the weather. Are you ready, here we go, We always fight like this, Always write with a twist, Ready steady, let’s go, Let me tie another stitch, Another story in a ditch. Step one, step two, step three, step four, Skip a few steps then step some more, March to the rhythm I been feeling for infinity, Step to precision, divisions within our trinity. I been feeling this feeling my whole life, What I feel keeps stealing my soul’s rights, To tackle then grapple and just fight, Step onto gravel and battle the whole night. Dynamite in the mind when the fuse gets lit, Another battle won but the bruises sit, Beaten, baffled, bound and undone, Well done, now do it again, son. Again and again till no one’s left, Prove yourself best till your last breath, Win the gold in the chest and the queen on the chessboard, Then that sword gets sheathed where the stress stored. Battle-draw blade as a metaphor, Persistence driven by a will I can’t ignore, Silent in existence, wielded by skill, If you follow along then raise your fist still. Are you ready, here we go, We always fight like this, Always write with a twist, Ready steady, let’s go, Let me tie another stitch, Another story in a ditch. You never think, surrounded by success, All you could dream on the mountain’s precipice, But all it seems is you’re drowning without rest, Tightness in the chest and the vision isn’t best. Stress invested gets best kept arrested, You guessed it, as suggested, I messed it all up, Fell to the bottom of the bottle and I fucked it up, Filled the cup, cut the shit, quit. Quicker when we figure the bigger gets badder, Whatever the matter, gotta gather the data, Get it together just to regroup, Call in the troops while I tell ’em the truth. We’re living in a world of censorship, Told what to think, what you think of this? Kissed by the devil on television at night, Malevolence elevated and claiming its rights. Gathering intelligence, ready to strike, In the night or day, who can say what’s right? When the time comes I’ma take you away, If the battle isn’t yours, live to fight another day. There’s no returning when turning the lights out, I know you’re hurting and bleeding right now, Seems nothing’s helping, you’re trying to cry out, Trying to run but you’re feeling tied down. Whatever happened happened, but you’re still here breathing, Choking and broken but the heart’s still beating, Hope feels distant when the dark starts feeding, But scars grow maps for the ones still seeking. There’s no returning when turning the lights out, I know you’re hurting and bleeding right now, Seems nothing’s helping, you’re trying to cry out, Trying to run but you’re feeling tied down. So march with the rhythm, let the bass line guide you, Step through the smoke with the pain beside you, No shame in the fall if the fight survives you, No chains on the soul when the truth revives you. I fell into a dark place looking for the light, Came back sharper with the scars held tight, If life is a war then I write my way through, No return now, but I’m still moving.
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