The Blindfold The Bullet

Intro : Verse : Stick stained with the color of my blood Life has been a variance of luck And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck It's not the vision that I had when I was young But it's better than pretending and then biting down on my tongue when they ask me Go ahead and walk right past me I don't need them now, a broken wave No matter how the world spins round or the bounty on my plate What's inside of me is never gonna change But they don't wanna look Skipping like a stone across a brook Trying to keep me is a secret is strung up on a hook You can't evolve without somebody feeling took And reacting like they never seen upon attack a rook Get a grip, I've been painting pictures like this Long before you knew that a person like me existed You point your finger claiming product of the system But you wouldn't know the difference if it bit you Chorus : Some things will always be the same I'm still right here to take the blame One thing or another, it's all the same It feels like I'm trying to start a fire in the rain Verse : (same chords as before) It's like I'm spitting in the wind Judged by a jury full of trained Jumping kids trying to find a better skin I've made a valiant effort in my life to be honest with myself But no matter what I do I'll never win The needle and the pen Writing it all out for those receiving it Trying to get a breath amongst the smog Sounding like a tuned down song that's been stringing me along Trying to figure out where all of this went wrong It'd be easier to laugh Singing this from the inside of the casket Rapping out of tune, writing poems on a napkin You can't excel without em poking at your passion Following your tracks and a force full of has-beens If you were so sure morality bounce What's the point of sticking round and watching old men drown? The dumbest child throwing stones in glass houses You wouldn't know a challenge if it found em Chorus