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it’s unknown, what the ink now shows
that my mind’s gone cold, or so i’m told
that this beat’s too much for me, that the flow is under me
so why don’t you cover me, but you’ll never discover me

i’m hidden in the shadows of this darkened planet
i’m living in the heart of a ruthless bandit
the bandit’s heart is inside me
and my own conscience stands out beside me

it whispers that i ain’t doing what’s right
it’s telling me to stand up for what’s right
i might as well be paralyzed from the waist down; it’s a waste, now
that after all i’ve done, i still don’t know how

to find the words for what i need said
to get this message outside of my head
to show the love that i’ve held for so long
but i’m hanging on the edge and i can’t hold on

an infamous way that the dusk begins
the darkest way that the night begins to end
i haven’t done my contribution; i guess it’s a sin
to begin with a grin and end with a knife in

my chest but the pain’s like the rest
like a crest that says that i should take a rest
from the world that we know, you know it goes just to show
that it’s cold and lonely when you have to be alone

in spite of the curse, i find a cure
to a reason that everyone’s fighting for
they’re fighting for peace, but it just doesn’t add up
and the battle’s coming here so we better stack up

i’m tired the world’s insane disagreement
i’m tired of the planet’s unfair treatment
why is kindness so infrequent
even when the fault occurred so recent

i wake up every morning to the sound of war
to the beating of hearts and the closing of doors
to the end of time, to when it’s time to end
to when it’s time to start new, all over again

when every single day is supposed to be a different life
and every single moon is supposed to be a different night
and every single wrong still can’t make a right
when a child can’t swim and the tide’s getting high

every single day is just another shade of gray
but there’s way more than fifty with the brush i paint away
when the god up above won’t let you stay alive
‘cause heroes get remembered, but legends never die

i don’t wanna’ be another twig in the timber
i wanna’ be someone that you want to remember
the flame shines bright but the words shine brighter
this is your inside look at the last outsider

i walk down this barren path all by myself, on my own
even the lone wolf gets lonely when it’s lost its way home
but the sound of its cries can’t make up for the times
when my own cries watered the sands of time

and the lullaby she sings, to her daughter of three
and the prayers she says, so that the peace will keep
when the spirit wakes, and the blood it takes
to end the war that came from guilt and shame

the fire of the lake to the water of the sky
the gray of the moon and the rise of the tide
the pen on the paper won’t make the mark
only love can tear a true heart apart

this is the ocean where i drowned in despair
the water’s cold, but not as cold as the air
when you sink to the bottom, let it be known
that you reached the abyss of the edge of the unknown

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