Late one night, alone in my room I let my tears drop
One hand clenched, refusing to fold under pressure
Bless her, she need’s it, she’s beautiful, me…not so
I pray to fall further and further away from what I don’t know
Façade doesn’t know me, and we’ve never been homies
But he’s still the only one left trying to show me
How to stay lonely…
My tears are rain drops
Thunder and lightning in a dark time, until my pain stops.
And the same shocks of life retaliate on what isn’t real
Knowing the world I molded folded because sin appeals
So I begin to steal their fears, late at night I catch dreams
The darkness consumes most souls but my match screams
Sunshine illuminates the snakes, not all venom rattles
Slithering by your feet as you herd with the other cattle
The shutters crash in battle with your little prairie home
My tears moisten the soil as you sink like a buried stone
Crys of fear carried my chariot but how have I arrived here?
As Bolts from Zeus accompany Thor’s ride inside my tears
Sly mirrors reflect medusa’s stare but your not looking
w/ broken wings your locked inside the bird cage of central booking
My tears are rain drops
Thunder and lightning in a dark time, until my pain stops.
And the same shocks of life retaliate on what isn’t real
So how long can you conceal what isn’t real for a meal….ticket
I still spit it cuz my tears aint real and I cant feel for a fool
So I still do what I try to do, always a mimic tryin to keep it true
Relax, sit and retaliate… motto of life that I try and debate
Until fate makes my intimate state seem so convincing
Music makes me a level higher, but im a liar, a worn out tire
Ride or die, ima cry cuz my tears have left me confused
I choose to misuse who loves me, im on a level higher,
Those that try to buy her fly higher while I’m still a liar, tryn to expire
Don’t listen to this copy…
Not me, why cuz my tears aint a copy of lifes sloppy excuses
At proof that you and I only exist when we start to act stupid
Forget cupid, I ignored him a long time ago, when I was stone
Cold and alone, but still not capitol to call my own, grown
Into a delicate state still tryn to penetrate a better state of feelings
Concealing what im truly meanin, deamns be dreaming how
My sound aint level but I fight the cause cuz I aint down
Pounding at my temples the levels of seductions are hard to fight
Alone at night I cant rewrite or find the might to overcome the evil
Just choosing to peel with all the other sun burnt people
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