Full Moon Fallout
Full Moon Fallout - Who Do You Wanna Be songtekst
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My eyes straining at these blank pages. I want my words to pass down the ages. Sounds upbeat but my lyric heinous. Pray for the day this is painless And it saves us From who we really are. If my mind spilled out onto every bar... I'd end up wrecked like a crashed car. So I'm stuck in this rut like thick black tar And it's hard, To be unique When your outlook on life is so bleak and I preach, To inspire minds But I can't when half the world is blind And I find, That it's hard to please Those in charge of solitary speech And I reach, Up to the sky, But I'm brought to my knees when I get to high. Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to take now. Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to break now. Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to make now. Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to hate now. If a pictures more than my words are worth Then I paint thousands to portray this verse. Draw my dreams instead of write I will my images to give you sight And I fight, As I digress, deviate from the truth they impose and impress And it's flesh, That they infect Let your voice speak words of your minds finesse. Ingest, What you can from this mess, A train of thought caught in a crash test. Let it muse your mind Don't repress, Feelings inside Your cage of a chest, And it's best... If my heart takes over, If my mind flows it supernovas Stop. And let it sink. Into my skull where I can think. Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to take down Who do you wanna be The world is yours to break down Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to forsake now Who do you wanna be? The world is yours to taint now. The pen, stronger than the sword. It will do no good fighting this hoard. So il let them flow and inject this ink. Let the words seep in as I think And I flinch, As my body convulses. Can't digest so I'll divulge this. Feed your mind. Indulge in these lines, If you can't see yourself then you'll never solve this. If Actions speak more than words then my pen is doomed and my mind is Cursed, Because I put my soul into every verse. Damaged lines and broken verbs and it's worse, As my mind envelopes The dark inside, a pain develops. Don't be like me. Let your thoughts free. Prove the truth Is not what they tell us!