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I exist in a state of consistant transitionplans shifting, with insuffitient ambitionman listen, this is my advicedie or fight, get caged in or take flighton the page inside the margin i make lightappear in the form of the words i writeits all solar, from the lows to highsbut your blinded by the wool pulled over ya eyesby over-sized flies, that feed off wastetake the icing on the cake, and leave without tracethe man without a face i stay anonymousthe way we livin day to day stays monotonouslike ya bland soundbut with the weight of the world on top of us we still stand groundand brake down, your fasination with the fabrication of the truthmake use of your imaginationin the pursuit of expressionnot as a disguise to, hide behind when undressingya bredrin, i reckon, the question is thisto be or not to be - a simple lesson in risk imparting this text, is my only life after deathim left gasping for breath asking for less tention and stress, about to suffocateit feels like i need devine intovention to resusitate me latelyits like frustration has taken its holdrestraining me from breaking the moldor making the most of my creative controltimes taking its toll, im elevating my soul bytaking the old to the new like nice and smoothmy voice high likes to groovethe break sets the move, i express my attitudetowards my foes and those who show no gratitudeyou cant calulate my longitude or latitude, navigate my catacombe, or reach my altitudeim too high, far too fly to stay stationarybasically i keep it constructive, like masonaryblantenly disruptive, and its disgracefully corruptivesystem plagued with injusticebut this is purity, you cant touch thisits much more to me, than just fuck-ishbut i cant let that discourage, i salvage anything of value from the rubbish and repairi wont be driven into submission or dispairi prepare for war i heard the rhythem of the snare (right there) more free lyrics