I have asked for nothing I do this all for something All in the name of love I keep myself humble so I can Lift you up like so All i ask in return is that you at least let me down slow You are blinded by the circus show, Standing In line to buy what you have been sold Doing everything that you are told Thinking you are completely an original Swallowed up inside the hole of everything you will ever know Choosing the lies that fit into the way you are living your life I am nothing in your eyes Just someone on the otherside Someone to blame when things never go right, I'll be the stepping stone that you step on just in time to keep you from falling to the wasteside I thought I could open your eyes Now I am That feeling that is creeping up and inside Making you Question your meaningless way of life and all the nothingness you have found inside CANT YOU SEE now that THEY HAVE us FIGHTING FOR THE MIDDLE Ground, they have you fighting to hold onto your paper crowns, if you stand with them then you are going down, cause im taking out the only thing you have ever known, with nothing left to prop you up you will probably just fall down on your own. We could have compromised, instead you demonized, we could have Been allies, you just refused to co-incide , we could have taken out all the bad guys, they must have gotten to you from the inside, indoctrinating you in the way they say it is and everything you stand on is just a cliche in this way it is such A perfect little cookie cutter life complete with the pills and delusions that keep you warm and cozy at night, while the drugs and social influencers keep you numb and hollow inside. CANT YOU SEE now that THEY HAVE us FIGHTING FOR THE MIDDLE Ground, they have you fighting to hold onto your paper crowns, if you stand with them then you are going down, cause im taking out the only thing you have ever known, with nothing left to prop you up you will probably just fall down on your own You walk on by with the wool pulled over your eyes as you try and hide that fear inside I see it in your eyes staring down your nose that you hold so high, as I walk on by your smug expression high on your drug prescriptions and porn addictions and ill intentions, I break through all your restrictions, walk past you and all your walking contradictions, its like I'm separating the fact from the fiction, like I'm comparing the friction in the static to the static friction in the fiction where I have found the facts at, it's too late to turn things around, there is no turning back now CANT YOU SEE now that THEY HAVE us FIGHTING FOR THE MIDDLE Ground, They want us all falling to the waste side now Guess I'll just have to take you down. Once I have laid you to rest in the Middle Grown I am taking this fight to the Higher Ground
