Late night get-away
Still got bills to pay
I write my own melody but no one's gonna sing with me
Ain't no symphony
Ain't no sympathy
I climb a mountain made of trees but there's no more air left to breathe
Constricted to listen
I'm missing the mission
I'm down on my knees praying but its not my religion
I'll change my attitude
But I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
Attitude, but I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
Maybe it's about time to find where I align
Maybe it's a crime that I'm destined to define
Maybe it's my mind that's doing all the lyin'
These unclear answers are leaving me all behind
It's not the skills I lack its the fact that I can't attack
At times I've been struck down but I know that I'm not out-matched
Napalm, A-bomb, I'm boutta strike a match
I'll blow to smithereens all these feelings to attached
I'm taking this to heart- you fake it until you make it
While I'm drowning in my thoughts, sensations they can't explain it
I picture all the hard parts and figure all the lost arts
"Justice as Fairness" but all the copies have been bought off
Wylin out, lie around, word of mouth, turn around
Pick it up, put it down, ain't found my patience now
The world is yours, don't be bored
The raven mocks me nevermore
It's a chore thrown out the door
This line lacks a metaphor
I'll change my attitude
But I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
Attitude, but I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
Piece of mind's no piece of mine
I'll leave behind my old design
Embrace what's new and take a few
To re-align my field of view
I'll change my attitude
But I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
I'll change my attitude
But I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse
Attitude, but I can't tell the truth
My fables introduce
My mind to more abuse