Rising

Rising

 

I sense your darkness by the traces you leave

volcanic underground in cynical tranquility

 

Before you put the blame

remember we're the same

 

Just waiting for your verbal punches again;

you seem to like it when I'm subservient

 

Quick sand and gravity

fights without a sound

wicked, cruel controversy

dragging me to the ground

 

If you're the predator, would I be your prey?

what happened to the good intentions, I say?

 

Before you put the blame

remember we're the same

 

Just waiting for your verbal punches again;

 

Quick sand and gravity

fights without a sound

wicked, cruel controversy

dragging me to the ground

 

I felt my weakness and my senses' decay

my own reflection in the mirror didn't make my day

my apprehension to my courtesy

now I am done with wasting my life away

 

By and by, my sun will rise

precious as it is

leave behind pathetic lies

I'm just too good for this

 

 

Not waiting for your verbal punches again; I

prefer equality to subservience

 

Now when you put the blame

I'm no longer the same, I

prefer equality to subservience