The Roads

Verse 1:

Feeling bad, hope she don't see the good in me

maybe see something I couldn't see, set me free

That's just make-believe, I'm only for the braille

I'd need a holy grail, to hold me in my tale

Always dreaming I'm yet to find my wake

Yet I find my state, a fret in dead space

That's the mass effect, I don't think I've mastered yet

this mass is stressed, manifest a passive jest

just to escape what my past suggest, passages

written in the past confess, in which path I rest

Hope I can make it through the fork

and they make it through the jerk

that I act to make it work

not complacent to the hurt

Be that way until I'm placed into the dirt

into that space, that place that I can't desert

 

Hook:

These sands are mine,

the grain is in my time

Traded time for a jaded mind,

They dug deep with a spade in mind

As they asked me what my state of mind

had to do with me still stating rhymes

Man I told these words just to stay in lines

Because verbs fade but they seem to stay in time

 

Verse 2:

 

If you bringing up my past, you another effigy

Proof from my past for the future not to f with me

 

When i catch my dreams then I can rest in peace

Floating scenes of gates and open sesame

 

Maybe I can roll a pair of dice and find paradise

I'm tired of arid nights, I want to flair the light

 

That been trapped and scared to fight

So air the mic, tear into the lair of strife

 

in the fallout they told me I had a Khans soul

I just want to console, why they want to control?

 

I'd read about the phosphorus and now I want a match

Not the ash, but a swatch of the flames, that burns to last

 

An outline of a coal, a fire to feed the cold

Cause this winter walk is beating on defeated soles

 

So here I am, two roads

Minds open hearts to closed