B.R.E Presents: "Tha World Around Me"
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Verse 1:
Society’s downfall means construction uprising, killing plants will cause our obstruction to start demising /
Children's eyes intake dead ferocity and narcotic addicts, instead of families ties, generosity, and mathematics /
Militia's stronghold & government reigns the candid gates, of modern man from expanding our brain's-rate /
Forced to abide lies and flawfull laws that strain-grates, while requiems of church are stranded from states /
From the crisis causing trembles and fears"/
Shading an Incredible amount of Tears"/
Everyone Involved slowly Disappears"/
I juss want to get Away from all this Darkness"/
Wish I was Dead , so I wont be able to go Through all this Crisis"/
Falling even deeper into my own personal misery"/
At least on this Earth , I know that theres a Place for Me"/
can't control My fears, my hurt and my agony"/
Askin God to please come home and Rescue me"/
One step to death, cutting deep just to watch my Soldiers Bleed"/
it feels like earth can't get much worse than this ,maybe hell is better"/
How can everything hurt like this , I dont want to Cry Forever"/
Authenticity of biblical artifacts are still sought-after, with every search we unearth the temptors sins and laughter /
See he’s an actor; he’s not our friend for a second, but when one loses focus on the big picture he ends our lesson/
Cults across the globe are in homes where we reside, plotting devastation with patience in return with genocide /
Nobody knows tomorrow yet sorrow leads to suicide, anger overloads in our domes so we serve time for homicide /
Chorus:
A feeling of silence, a feeling of depth...
A feeling of wanting to take away ones breath...
A feeling of hurt, a feeling of pain...
A feeling of never being able to feel the same..
Verse 2:
Every once in a while i Lose Control"/
And Every once in a while my Heart goes Extremely Cold"/
Children thru Seniors, even Doctors to Monsignors, regardless of our gene’s-core will live thru others demeanors /
Scene’s of gore and animosity are commonly painted, while feelings of adore and generosity are solemnly tainted /
Education from K-thru-12 show's students turning, to arcades instead of grades-and-shelves of books for learning /
In this modern century of a dozen gone backwards, were still judged on color, ethnic background and our stature /
Distress breaks thru my chest like a compound fracture, America may never-ever see our own Margaret Thatcher /
What happen to gaining knowledge with desire, we’re too concerned and acknowledged with our name-brand attire /
People perspire and dread sweat yet regret past mistakes, the moves we make affect our outlook, more than a date /
Our futures at stake, tomorrow’s is not guaranteed, yet we concede the apocalypse is something we will-never see /
Inevitably it’s the gifts from god we take for granted, that’s like removing our roots before our seeds were planted /
Yet actors glisten in limelight of utter euphoria, young women go thru 'secret' surgery to be labeled with 'Victoria' /
Is birth simple luck or actions from 'God' or-'Rhea', either way this imagery is clerically not just a phantasmagoria /
