I’m searching for a sign of my existence You see that heart take your damn thumb and squish it This is a business and business ain’t hittin Spend long hard nights cookin in the kitchen Like I mean….imm really not bitchin Just itchin and maybe some twitchin Gettin so low I might just live stream Reaching inside me and pulling out hope Look in the mirror….only see cope Flap flap flap flap flap flap flap flap flap flap slap flap drag flap flap flap The center won’t survive the weight of the ends. The weight of the world pressed down against. Without the core…the edges are cracked. The whole damn thing is splitting in half. Half over here with face beat red angry, half over there…starving….hangry. Dot dot dot dot dash dash dot dot times three hundred ninety seven thousand divided by thirty seven and square I sit alone and cry at night I wonder why I hurt inside I look around and see the fire Everything is burning All we need is some light All we do is keep the fight If I ever laid aside I would never let it slide Please send a blessing from above Please teach the people how to love Let us be us Let us be us Let us be us The center won’t survive the weight of the ends. The weight of the world pressed down against. Without the core…the edges are cracked. The whole damn thing is splitting in half. Half over here with face beat red angry, half over there…starving….hangry. Dot dot dot dot dash dash dot dot times three hundred ninety seven thousand divided by thirty seven and square The multiplicity is the result of the factors that form. Matter meets force and momentum occurs. These happen and not just because. It’s the law of cosmos, the way of the world. Left outside alone, just me and my girl. Never had a thing worth a single dime. Always falling flat, but still I’m tryin. Always crying, never lying, even when it’s causing sighing. I’m resigned, it’s just my fate, I have to laugh when I look Death in the face. I’m not brave and I am not dumb, I just understand where power comes from. The life that I have chosen was fated to fall It’s been a long one and a heavy fog Been left alone Along with the dog We had to stick together to find the best zone Weather is wicked World in a spin I don’t know if I can do it again But I stand in the doorway and swallow the storm, Counting the seconds my heart stays warm. Every old wound still keeping its score, Every new day asking me what I’m fighting for. I ain’t holy, but I’m holding — thin as a pin — And somehow that still counts as a win. The center won’t survive the weight of the ends. The weight of the world pressed down against. Without the core…the edges are cracked. The whole damn thing is splitting in half. Half over here with face beat red angry, half over there…starving….hangry. Dot dot dot dot dash dash dot dot times three hundred ninety seven thousand divided by thirty seven and square
