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I grew up in a place I didn't want to be Became someone that i knew i didn't want to be Society grabbing me by the throat telling me to be me But who are they to say that I should be what is not me? Catastrophe shaking this world, leaving fault lines at the finish line Scarred for what we have to look forward to You can't put your soul on hold for all your past pretensions Earthquakes changing the course of continuation Throwing vibes from left and right Hitting the pedal to ignite What imperial dilemmas that arise from such despise From what i know i'm just another reflection of disguise, who am i? Those that float around with no worries in the world, Don't care about the money, all they've got is what's gold The people who kill, for power and respect Dont realize what is out there is what's in the next step And it's all in their head We've got all of eternity The tower of destruction that'll set us all free Cause in the end we always find that there's another place to be; physically or mentally. People walking around with frowns carved into their faces I wonder if theyll ever look up and see that they've been going places All along, Giving up falling down through the cracks of the ground They're at fault for all loss that was among their own soul Oh, its a cold world As it slowly turns, im watching the clock tick as i feel the room burn And its funny, that people try to play the game of constant manipulation, Repeated deification. Thinking they were born alive, but really, They were only born to die. No not everyone lives under the sun these days A lot of those that fear thy own will fall pale in the shade Under a dead willow How we all want the sun because it's here for a reason We all expect it to invest in the seasons The government work of treason, Throwing ropes to pull it down Making this place so much hotter than it was when underground I can't stand to be bothered by the burn that it's put on my wrist From slamming this door shut, we've got to put an end to this We're destroying what's inside ourselves cause of things on all the shelves Yet he destroys, and he breaks, so we build They take the money, and we run it while they kill Although it's kinda funny that the state depends on pills, I'll hold the sun and run away from all that's real.

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Holding the Sun

I grew up in a place I didn't want to be Became someone that i knew i didn't want to be Society grabbing me by the throat telling me to be me But who are they to say that I should be what is not me? Catastrophe shaking this world, leaving fault lines at the finish line Scarred for what we have to look forward to You can't put your soul on hold for all your past pretensions Earthquakes changing the course of continuation Throwing vibes from left and right Hitting the pedal to ignite What imperial dilemmas that arise from such despise From what i know i'm just another reflection of disguise, who am i? Those that float around with no worries in the world, Don't care about the money, all they've got is what's gold The people who kill, for power and respect Dont realize what is out there is what's in the next step And it's all in their head We've got all of eternity The tower of destruction that'll set us all free Cause in the end we always find that there's another place to be; physically or mentally. People walking around with frowns carved into their faces I wonder if theyll ever look up and see that they've been going places All along, Giving up falling down through the cracks of the ground They're at fault for all loss that was among their own soul Oh, its a cold world As it slowly turns, im watching the clock tick as i feel the room burn And its funny, that people try to play the game of constant manipulation, Repeated deification. Thinking they were born alive, but really, They were only born to die. No not everyone lives under the sun these days A lot of those that fear thy own will fall pale in the shade Under a dead willow How we all want the sun because it's here for a reason We all expect it to invest in the seasons The government work of treason, Throwing ropes to pull it down Making this place so much hotter than it was when underground I can't stand to be bothered by the burn that it's put on my wrist From slamming this door shut, we've got to put an end to this We're destroying what's inside ourselves cause of things on all the shelves Yet he destroys, and he breaks, so we build They take the money, and we run it while they kill Although it's kinda funny that the state depends on pills, I'll hold the sun and run away from all that's real.