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Wasted Reality

from Verbal Terrorist by Verbal Terrorist

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Wasted Reality
Win, lose or draw there is no such thing. I can’t ever win but I never lose the game. The tie is a lie because but you try and you try but if it’s even that’s why I’m breathing and then I’ll die. I didn’t lose shit but I gained a lot. It’s all about experience ignore time when it stops. It never was ticking so in a grave I’ll be kicking. Knowledge is gained through pain, so I’ll restrain it’s insane but I love the way it is. I get it on my own that’s how I’ve grown. But let the point still be known, this is not a contest you can win, lose or tie. Because side by side in the dirt we will lye when we die, a burning flame it’s all a same and that’s a game. I’m not trying win, I can’t lose fuck a tie. Because at the end of this game we’re all gonna fly. With a tight grip on something not real, can’t find what to do with the pain that I feel. This type of shit happens all too often I bury myself deep inside my dark coffin. Visions of my life terminated in a flash. One though to the next spins around as they clash. Looking for order in what doesn’t make sense. Why are the changes of my mind so intense? In a split second I a step from the inside to the out. Living a life full of insecurities and doubt falling through the holes in each faze lost in this darkness of this maze. I try to recall the sequence of events that put me here. Stuck in this dream it’s clear with the fear the ending of time aware of the waste I feel it now. The hate I taste at last I can leave. This place I create in my own my I feel I’m going blind, I end up doing time. With a tight grip on something not real, can’t find what to do with the pain that I feel. This type of shit happens all too often I bury myself deep inside my dark coffin. Caught in a thought process, recognize the felling of need to be under, stay on the path. Avoid the road to disaster questions of the mind; mind will power is strong enough. Staying focused on my goals lack this and I will no longer see beyond in the past I exit my true soul I must continue in contact with the other half of light that was right to be so what you see is what you get and I bet you would let your self fall off the wall after all it was to tall and wide to go around so climb if you can get off the ground but what I found was fucking deep inside of me but I can’t get it out its locked with no key but I don’t give a fuck and this is what’s up. With a tight grip on something not real, can’t find what to do with the pain that I feel. This type of shit happens all too often I bury myself deep inside my dark coffin.

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from Verbal Terrorist, released January 9, 2014

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