Lyrics

[Verse 1] Unconscious and uncomfortable Folding in on myself is obnoxious and deplorable You should run for help I stay facedown, phasing in the borrowed time that I can't replenish But I'm never finished 'til I'm done Unyielding and determined to relinquish all the tagalongs Bewildering the vermin Nothing can be cured by singing songs is what I'm learning I stay on top of laughter to belittle each disaster 'cause it's fun I'm open with the closing to the doors to discontent Remaining focused on the growing at the timеs that I repent Nevеr said that [?] held my hand or even waved in gesture But it's better, molds me more in the long run Evolving while imploding, implementing problem-solving Falling while reloading, holding on the holster, draw the weapon while I'm knowing that every step in this direction has its purpose Earth is but a bead in my necklace My pen bleeds, others blood clot We grip 'til the stock is broken, hoping that you don't jump the gun [Verse 2] Blank faces of the fickle-minded Pencil-pushing skill declining Finding of arising malevolent movement shining disguised as grinding is clear Maximizing the dying of a deer in headlight mantra How I approach the post of proverbs for the herd to read with passion Throwing curveballs 'cause the know-it-all's in fashion I've never been so sure of a plane-crashing or never receiving answers to the questions that I'm asking Like who gave license to the removal of personal value Embolden the elite so we can compete for the master we bow to Each written is a how-to My aura is soundproof with the guiding groove to those who only move when allowed to Ever ready with the clever Here to openly sever the link of group-think to find the individual within Playing chess, not checkers, knowing at times a lecture's needed to grow and be better, now let's begin There's never been a time as open to the focus of the favored, stressing the effects of blessings in our labor Never knew I needed saving 'til I found the Savior Couldn't leave the flock until I altered my behavior Every clock is a ticking reminder that breathing is limited to a moment so whatever you choose to inhale, you own it Things will never change until we do It's pretty simple You don't respect it, then don't condone it