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4/4/21

(Chorus)
These days
Difficult to explain
It's not charades
Been truly feeling strange
Close and far from grass blades
Seeking a way out the maze
Not sure if my soul can be saved
Or if I'll burn in flames
(Chorus)

(Verse 1)
Hearts of gold 
Hearts darker than a black hole
People keeping or selling their soul
Staying timid or being bold
It was changed up or the same old same ole'
Days and nights were hot or they were cold
Doing nothing or pushing it past the threshold
As good and bad events in life unfold
A particular agenda is getting pushed and sold
Leading to resistance or full control
That is their goal
Regardless of what you've been told

It made sense or was garble
Among products that are safe or considered harmful
Didn't get a piece or got it by the armful
The whole thing not partial

Floors with carpet, tile, wood or marble
Outcomes left people startled
Or they marveled
As the stars in the night sky sparkled
Another fire was made with or without charcoal

(Chorus)
These days
Difficult to explain
It's not charades
Been truly feeling strange
Close and far from grass blades
Seeking a way out the maze
Not sure if my soul can be saved
Or if I'll burn in flames
(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Taking shelter in the shade
Of a cave
During a heat wave

In the home of the brave
Am like Batman, but they treat me like Bane
No wonder I've nearly gone insane
The pain
Always remains
Everyday is full of grey
And continual rains
Heart aches, depression in my brain
Can't break free from the chains
No matter the amount of gain
Setbacks always take it all away
The price I pay
Stuck on the crazy train
Time and life continually going down the drain

In the end they always say
There's only myself to blame

Lived life and played many games
Changed it up or did the same
Failed or overcame
Remained anonymous or put out my name
Feeling happy or full of shame
Stood back or set out to take my claim
With poor or accurate aim

I became familiar with nearly every strain
Of Mary Jane

Traveled around or stayed inside a cage
Was content or full of rage
Nearby pollution or plants like sage
In the same place or turned the page
A total coward or really brave
Didn't try or my all was gave
Lives were lost or saved
Everything begins to age
Eventually reaching the grave

(Chorus)
These days
Difficult to explain
It's not charades
Been truly feeling strange
Close and far from grass blades
Seeking a way out the maze
Not sure if my soul can be saved
Or if I'll burn in flames
(Chorus)
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