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ambitions fail, complications hail all whenmy insecurities all fucking prevail.do i turn to a drink or into what i really wanna be?is a substance gonna be the crutch thats gonnaset me fucking free?the pressure rises and i feel the strainthe doubt begins and confusions reigndirectionless where do i turndon't fail me now the one thing that i've learned...i've learned the strength to fucking push it asidewe know, we know i got the strength insideyou know i got it and i know it so i'll show itto live, with pain...the choice is in my handsthats just an anchor that'll drown you manwe know, we know you got the strength insideto defeat the problems of our liveswithout, the "crutch" ...cause we all knowlife is hard enough as it is.a breaking in spirit, a breaking in promise, a breaking in mehow can i find the peace inside me, in a world i can see....thats taking and taking all for ourselves, taking and takingand its dragging me down, deeper and deeperwatch me sink like a stonein a sea of selfishness,where me is more and you is lessthe vanity, it becomes insanity.we eat the shit that's fed to us.we stomach it, and we embellish it,and we confuse our love with lust.cant we find another way?the way that goes against the grain.Abstain, The Grain.abstain, abstain, abstain, abstainTHE GRAINthe ugliness, licentiousness,the love that is just skin deepPLEASE GET ME OUTbefore i become just a memory of what i used to beGET ME THE FUCK OUTwe're deaf and blind to a age's crywe refuse to fucking hear.not learning to grow, just losing the onei used to see in the fucking mirrorthe egoists, the narcissiststhe shallow waters wade inPLEASE GET ME OUTbefore i become just a memoryof what i used to beGET ME THE FUCK OUT"of a world thats doing its best, night and day,to make me everybody else" -e.e. cummingsplease take me out...of a world without any hearttake me outwhen they see my hope and rip it aparttake me outof a world we built to serve our selfish-fucking-selves,can you tell mewhere does love fit in?remember what love is?caked up and faked up,she's obsessed with the outside.nothing earned, too afraid to fail.so she leads a hollow life void of insightloving what you see, but you fear what you thinkbecause between your mind and your bodythere's a missing fucking linkthat leaves you vulnerable, susceptible to painyou're a garden of potential submerged in the raini said true beauty, cant be seen, with the eyesARMED, armed with a mindi'm gonna strengthen my action with thoughtmake use of the gift i gotand walk fearless because i'm armed-with-a-minda weak offense when you step to thismind over matter is power over fistsi walk fearless because i'm armed with-a-mindi walk fearless with a mind far greater than just a fucking fist.spineless and mindless. you flex your muscles and not your fucking heada deep man with a strong point made without one thoughtful word said?"huff and puff", the fierce fists will do the talkingcant speak for yourself so your "crew"'s with you walkingtell me whats worth fighting for...and it better be something greater than an evening of the scoreboy, your true strength sleeps behind your eyes!its the absent minded fool who's afraid to think,to extend an open hand,to dare to earn a thing.its the gift inside our heads not to take for granted..because an unexamined life is a seed unplanted.as the animals, they cant reasonbut as humans we can.so are you just a wild animal or a rational man?our bodies take us nowhere, might does NOT make right.theres a gift inside your head called your mindfucked it up again. but i'm not looking the other way.i see my errors and i know i'm wrong, but it's gonnatake way more than thatto change my ways and start thinking straight,be the person i aspire to be.own up to myself. turn my life around.make amends to my friends, i owe to myself and them.pledge of allegiance to myself. so i must fucking say: i will changeno more selfish ways, no more for # 1; its done.arrogance is of the past: so i must fucking say: i will changeso you gonna try, or is it gonna be the same fucking song?i must find, i'll strive fori must find, i'll strive forHUMILITY.so don't lose, don't lose...your way.don't lose your way.i said its time we really take a look at ourselvesand start caring about someone else.he was a kind hearted man in a hateful worldwho caught every thing that life ever hurledlike the oldest mountain he always stood so tallforever showing what it means to be unbreakablepaycheck to paycheck,3 jobs a day,he's the ransom for his family's painin the coldest world with the warmest heart,he puts to shame what you consider hardhe's the man you don't see in the mirrorwhile the world was screaming death,he chose a different song to hearhe's the band thats playing while the ship sinksthe song of hope, he forever singshe taught the sun to shinenow please teach this "son" to shinehow can this world never breakyour warm heart in this frigid fucking place?you're like the river:always flowing and growing,never changing; rearranginghow can this world always never takeyour solid stance in these turbulent time?you're like the tree in the burning forestthat never was burned downand what he said to me was this"Just love the world that won't love you back"old man look at my lifei'm nothing like you aretake a look at my lifei'm so very fucking farfrom the person i aspire to beUNBREAKABLE"i remember the man who just wanted life to live and let livewhile we're searching for our lives."black elk never should you forget,people want to see you bleed.sink not to their level,surrender only what they needlet me tell you a story about the man who loved to play with firehe's the backfired rocketship, he's the seed that never splitssome trees just cant bloom....they'll neverborn in a life of opportunity with every chance to excelinstead took his fucking chances with the cheapest goddamn thrillshe'd do anything, he'd take anything for a moments satisfactionsweet seconds of pleasure could never measure to his agonizing lifeof addictionin the dark night, he tries to remember a future so bright"it wont happen to me,it wont happen to me,it wont happen to me"thats what they always fucking say.the man who thinks hes-above misery and hurt and harm and painis the main who lives his life tightly bound as a slave in chainsin chainsin chainsin chains of a neverending abyssin chains of an artificial blissand he lives just like a slavefor giving his life away for nothing.to our foundations who fell apartand all us kids who believed in youto all the kids that you sold outand all of us you made feel like foolswe'll stand hardwe'll hold truewe wont let go like you motherfuckers.just take a fucking good look at just what you did;you set a raging fire in the heart of a kid.your words and the message you sent are heldin my heart as they burn inside my head.burns, it's burning inside my head, even ifyou chose a different path to tread.i guess it was something inside, it was something more to us.so you chose a different path from the one you once set.that's just the cycle of life so take your steps ahead.that doesn't change one thing in my lifei'll never cease to keep your words alive.because i still believe in what was saidi'll hold on to the last threadi still believe in what was saidyour absence doesn't bring my values deathi guess it was something inside, it was something more to us.a "hero's fall" can never change what i thinkbecause at the core of my heart this is something more than ink.Something more than ink....On a page, on a shirt, on the back of my hand.Something written in stone, words we wrote in stone.i see the free which you enslave,the walking you keep chainedi see the growth which keep cagedand i've seen the minds that go un-ragedi see the body robbed of soulto be the fuel for your controli see the standing knocked to their knees,and i've seen the human beings you treatlike machinesMACHINISTi am not, i am not, i am not a machinei am, i am, i am a human beingwhat the fucka stagnant life's a victoryfor the lover of life that never breedsperpetuate and obliteratethose addicted to living on their kneesthe dealers deplete you,yeah dealers beat you like you're drum without a toneYOU'RE JUST SKIN AND BONESuntil you sayNO MORE, NO MOREunlike the silent machines who won't settleTHE SCORE, THE SCOREunlike the lifeless objects they want you to beyou want your object, well you fucking got it...i could be the knife in your backs,the noose wrapped around your necksthe bullet racing through your skullsbut i'd rather use the force of my spoken wordLet our voices form the weaponsOur Voicesno silence,no compliance,in defiance of the rape of growth"goddamn", he said, "i promised myselfi'd never feel this fucking wayagain, this world has got me praying on my kneesfor one peaceful thoughtin my mind,my stride,my life,my timeis consumed with a thousand thoughtsflying free like a flock of birdswith no direction or intention of finding homeit's so hard to think,it's so hard to changewhen this world doesn't see you any other wayin this world, they choose to see me,they choose to see melike a setting sunso it's up to me,i have to see me,i have to see melike the rising onein my days somebody told me that the rain would always come,always come to wash away the painbut nothing changes and this world still wants me down,wants me down on my knees praying in that rain"born this way, die this way"i'd rather die on my feetthan live on my kneesi'd rather die on my feetso you can watch me,you can watch meWATCH ME RISEwith the things we carrythe loss,the scars,the weight of heavy heartsso i say to the slaves of depressionCARRY ONand sing the sweet redeeming songabout living this life free and longwatch me, watch me,WATCH ME RISEfor Miles and miles