This light is a hustle, learn to embrace people stab you in the back while smiling at your
face every action and security be half a number one disregarding morality as it's cumbersome
the affliction is contagious I'm rapidly losing patience every millisecond passing
I'm digressing through the stages a bright-eyed young man that never had a chance
the world don't give a fuck about your so-called plans he started learning to be vicious to
survive the sound now he's burning bridges just because he likes the smelly world
shape life is
fair play is a man
only the strong will remain
I'm that food shape
cold palace oh so unforgiving stuck inside a world that is littered with misgiving and
there's no clear remedy or fix even your own eyes are capable of pulling tricks
so if you are inclined and I have a moment enough of time I have been looking for a reason
but even when my rhymes and the searches ended up in vain truth and lies are opinions all the same
active in their mischief they are cleverly deceptive altering appearances depending on
perspective so don't buy in to everything you're reading the history is written by the man who
caused the bleeding in a world shaped like this
fair play is a man
only the strong will remain
I'm that food shape
you
