Weight of Vigor

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    The Emptiness Machine

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    Weight of Vigor​


    (Strike a fight, on concrete
    Switch the different moods, cruelness, and rude
    That light up on, bulbs of confusion)

    You reject (Check) when they try to input, input
    Ignore them and they'll ignore you
    Please stop and walk, in these shoes, would you?
    There's a puppeteer controlling the strings
    Mortality lies beneath you and me
    The darkness will shine a bright light
    That's squeezed so tightly, there's no gravity
    Like a black hole, only existent, though it seems absent
    In the amount of time that we call life
    We try to make things right, but push away
    The truth that grabs hold, which is so bold
    Rather trust a stranger, than our own souls

    A shadow befalls on you, (He falls on you)
    Trailing behind each disagreement like a tail
    Living lives we are dishonest to ourselves (telling lies)

    There's danger on the street corner, life at stake
    The biggest mistake is to trust it, like we had before trusted it
    Think – stop – listen - there's a conscience, and it haunts this
    Gravel road, and it molds into our morals, confusing, and using
    Everything you can hold on to, against you, the light can sense you
    But the rays have issued a retreat, they're afraid of the streets, that reside in your heart
    Don’t tell everyone else, what you had told yourself, from the very start that you won’t make it; you'll make it, grab a hold and just take it and go. You’ll breathe in, you'll take it, and run

    A shadow befalls on you, (He falls on you)
    Trailing behind each disagreement like a tail
    Living lives we are dishonest to ourselves (telling lies)

    A crevice in the surface of an office, shatters
    Behind the gladness there's blackness, called madness, that explodes
    There are blue jeans on legs like twigs so frail they inhale for air, people, look on
    In a town there are ravens that smile a wicked grin which are empathetic to your emotions, which are so strong
    And now you're asking, for a last chance, before the madness, comes in with it's best friend, called sadness, and the depression sinks in, and you're dead before you're life even began

    Stress befalls on you like a shadow, (like a shadow)
    Trailing behind the pain like a stale band-aid
    Trusting the deceitful, a shadow befalls on you (and he falls on you)

    (Yeah stress, that what it'll do)
     

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