My rhythm, got many faces lika prism
True colors show once the sun has risen
From the dark, many ages without a spark
Its time for me to part, a jouney I must embark
Need to find the switch, or innovate like Edison
It’s the dark ages, need some better medicine
Need to atone, before those on the iron throne
Wasting too much time, overcharged lika phone
A commodity, salesmen should be tried for robbery
honestly, probably the only way to do it properly
Why need to buy, got blue skies and sunshine’s
Instead we cry, need to get high just to get by
The clocks ticking, do I give it all up on a cheque
A tiny reward, for those who just be placing bets
The master of the ropes, the one who’s directing
life’s a show, time most of us start disconnecting
Cause all we do is act, and we don’t even acknowledge
Cause words get under your skin deep into ur cartlage
We acting that we acting, ppl yappin like the rappin
Wuts happenin? so we turn to all of the our captains
Who sailed through the seas, through turbulent skies
Say he can bring us peace, by leading some to a demise
Once you really see, it all goes so pitch black
All that I once knew a dream or really a fact?
Tossed inbetween settling for the real and the lie
Because at this point I don’t think I have the eye
To see whats really there, no matter how hard I stare
My mind playing tricks, cause im seein what isn’t there
But if my whole life a mirage whats there to compare
All that I’ve mustered was just a couple of a sparks
So I chose hypocrisy instead of seeing only the dark
But the sparks shown, only a shadow of the truth
They spend our time, money is only part of the clue