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letra de the lesson - xurbulentt

mason was a quiet kid with good intentions, raised by loving parents
became a nihilist, betrayal made him self-centred
egocentric, no love, he lost his closest friendships
desperation, misplaced morals for recognition
narcissistic, academic but not passionate
dragged by insecurities, feared being inadequate
the dissonance, in his mind, despite his privilege
promiscuous, had his soul sucked out through women’s lips

missed opportunities to play pocket nines hе was dealt
instead of looking in the mirror hе’d hide from himself
lied to himself, he was crying for help
chasing status with the deepest desire for wealth
well, a lot of us have stepped in his sinister shoes
as he’d trick and confuse the minds of the women he’d use
became a lawyer, climbed the ladder by twisting the truth
had no concern for the traumatised victims abused

walking home late at night ava-jane was raped
by local low-life, blake, in a high-profile case
and though her heart still beats, she’s not alive till he’s locked inside
6’4, hundred kg but weakness he personified
he left her in a feeble state, he’s living like it’s gta
she didn’t know him personally but she’d already seen his face
she let a couple weeks go by, they struggled to find dna
the evidence can fade away in time but all the feelings stay
and she was drained of life, but mason craved the fame
manipulated the whole jury until blake was safe
by telling lies, the cowards couldn’t look into her parents’ eyes
no justice as the judge read out the verdict, she was dead inside
objectified, the damage that was done could not be rectified
and ava-jane was terrified but mason couldn’t empathise
he had a little kid but was an absent father
he would listen to hedonism but that can haunt ya

blake was free and in the streets, he started pimping women
away from court and prison, no remorse for sinning
there was no corporate mission, no employee rights
they sold their body for a night with the h-rny guys

but blake was angry like his father who’d abused and hit him
just the cycle of abuse in a screwed-up system
but how can that be an excuse when we choose decisions?
only violence, no truce when the views conflicted
bruised women, he was proud of all the slaves he slaughtered
became addicted to the rush and all the pain he brought ‘em
then he kidnapped a little girl to rape and torture
just so happened to be the girl was mason’s daughter

she made it out, in hospital, a bleeding nose and broken heart
and mason’s there, she feels alone, a weakened soul, he knows the harm
she’s freezing cold, his hopes erode, depleted as she shows her scars
he’s in the bathroom, bl–dy hands and setting off the smoke alarm
it’s led him to the precipice, regrets he’s tryna wrestle with
accepting it’s the b-tterfly effect that he can never fix
integrity? neglected it. the culprit? he protected him
corruption catches up and it erupts, that’s what the lesson is
consequences for malevolence

- xurbulentt

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