After failing again I stared into the back of my eyelids fatigued
And a colorful array of memories disguised as fond
Made me realize I had been conned
I was not what I thought I was
Simply because a man claims to understand does not mean he does
I know this firsthand; because the life that I was leading
Was the product of an inbreeding
Society where the conception
Of another man's perception
Birthed clones
So where is the variety in that? There's none
It's all wrong, all around the world the same song
So the metamorphosis began at my end
I can no longer pretend
That I had the power to control my own life cause the things that I was choosing
Was the reason I was losing
So when the voice said suicide
My only choice was to abide
I know that it seems sick to self inflict death
But dying to myself is the only way that I could live.
-Dax Reynosa

1 comment:
takin' it back!
that's off "The Eartworm" right? that record was SO tight!!!
the kind of record that can only be made by an independant. a record company would'a smothered those songs in over-produced beats!
CLASSIC material!
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