Even Steven or Greedy Gale
By: Tyler Ross
Please wake me up when it’s over. This madhouse I’m living inside my skull. These people act like hypocrites and portray themselves as too big and full. Timing is everything, but would you agree you can’t divide it right? I’ve wasted all the breaths believing everything will have a brighter day with the masses too. Its not true. Come out from under there or from behind that monstrous wall. Its way too steep and my ambitions are far too used up to further fall. I’ll swallow my pride and go back to living my life with or without you. Keep pushing me away. The more and more of you I collect in the end, never stay anyway. You say I’ve changed, but forget my vocals are the same. You say I’m overbearing and the fact of me being realistic places me under the weight of blame. I can’t win. I’m always going to go against the grain. Too selfish. Too self-righteous making all the rules. You do. I know I’m not perfect and sorry I like to receive a rhythmic beat. Excuses are easy for all of you because it’s easier to walk away in retreat. Be an adult, give back and grow the hell up. Accept responsibility and respect the full glass given in your drinking cup. If you can’t be fair then, don’t play at all. What you project out will surely return in your favor like an echo down a hall.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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