Evil Ways

Shake it off Another day in the books Take it with a grain of salt The same patience it took to cast a line Right after placing the bait on the hook Will save us all But so many fish remain in the brook I've chosen a wave Silver tongue Golden in age Going insane trying to force you to open your brain The world burns but they know that you won't notice the blaze Can't see the big picture when they motion the frame They put TV on the radio Reality on HBO Lewinsky fellacio Everything became a joke They prey on our most basic traits To keep us entertained in hopes We won't see the evil ways in which they swing the blade but no Pull the curtain See the way they operate exposed Money the religion Every day the congregation grows What I hate the most is knowing we could change it The only reason we're standing here today is cuz we made it so Press onward Change will come regardless Whether we progress or return to where we started We dictate the direction but this section is uncharted Every step that I've taken has left me standing the farthest Away from home I have ever been That weight alone is messing with My brain Try to gain control It's taken hold Ain't no telling if I'll make it out the cave I engrave in stone the pages of the ancient scroll With a blade made from a bone of my skeleton This is me Just another human being Let me breathe Let me live Let me walk this Earth into the sea If the tide turns and pulls me into the deep So be it The beach ain't worth the energy Rest In Peace To all as I thought I knew it Feels like I'm standing still And everyone else is moving Experience in itself changes the lens through which I view it I just hope that I can fix it before it breaks And I lose it Life is a fragile thing Every day that passes acts as a battle I'm back to bring you the message It's been said This isn't the way it has to be We don't have to wake up everyday and grovel at the feet Of kings undeserving of thrones Unworthy of rings If they step foot in my home I'd be so determined to swing that the force would shatter his bones Rupture his spleen and still wouldn't see prints If they dusted the scene There's a disconnect They sit atop the mountain while we in the trench Scraping just to get the rent Criticize how we live but yet Have never had to sacrifice anything in their fragile lives That sounds nice but I assure you I'm cut from a different thread We just need someone to see us for what we've become A weak piece of shit society It's like a disease is running through the minds of each and every one of us We stitching the fabric but half of the seams are coming undone I just Gotta stress this Not a message but a movement Trust it The best is yet to come If we move it the rest will come with And now I'm waiting Waiting for a sign