This song is about being betrayed by friends..
Just some poetry n rhymes over beats
Well there's no band.. just me. My style of rap started with my poetry.. I mean I can't even pretend to be a "gangsta" rapper living in Perth, Australia right?
Just trying to keep it real, I think people can really feel and relate to what I say. That's all I'm trying to do... Honesty is sometimes embarassing for people but if you can't say how you feel in your music then you're saying nothing...
Lyrics
The crowd looks on in awe as he steps down from his pedestal
A king but not with swords and guns his weapons are poetical
Fear instilled in those confused by complex phraseologies
Medieval knights stand firm faced by new technology
Analogies and such, his metaphoric symbolism
Pen touches the paper there’s a human cataclysm
Fanaticism fuelled by jealousy to blot the sky
Genetically prepared to duel without a question why?
Paradoxically obliterating those upon his path
Like a politicians speech and how it always makes us laugh
Shafts of knifelike sarcasm, literal aggression
Onlookers all kneeling, breathe, they pray for convalescence
Inhaling words thou spoke into their bleeding veins and lungs
The poet sneaks an evil grin, he senses he has won
Inherited intelligence formidable opponents
Obnoxious egotism now his pedestal’s a throne
Accused of self indulgence long beyond my mind’s capacities
I’m writing with contempt and as I turned my back you spat at me
it had to be, to elevate above we need to understand
What lies beneath? That’s where I’ve been, it’s where I learned to walk and stand
Before I ran, and once I started, no, I never stopped
Clutching on my happiness in bubbles to be popped
A war of sorts, its evidence, the frown upon my head
A bitter civil conflict wakes me choking, face of red
Already dead? half way there, we’re dying as we’re born
With every second fighting from the past to future torn
And for the present? No such thing there never is a now
That’s why we’re sculpted by our past mistakes, the voices getting loud
Twisted bleeding poetry that can’t be understood
No longer where I’m standing, look again, it’s where I stood
They’ve got me screaming for death, so best believe it’s my last breath
Vasards of sympathies, did u grieve after I last left?
Friends that turn their backs, betray unwritten words of trust
Love it was the word they used to cover up the lust
Watch your back cos they will knife you, leave you bleeding in the dust
Everything you thought was real was fake, and now it’s crushed
You took your time to plan but now it looks as though you rushed
No matter what you try to do, yo in the end we’re fucked
Evident disgust, can you see it in my eyes
See them looking back at you, my name you truly do despise
Hear my tortured cries, my closest friends turned out as spies
I know you wished me dead, but now it’s you I hope to die
Can’t believe you let a woman come between our closest ties
Lies but love changes, give me yours, I’ll give you mines
You must be high or something, got your nose ploughing the lines
Starting now we‘re strangers… and that’s until the end of time….
