Twixn.... Is the name.
Twixn... Is the name.
Lyrics
theres things in this world to see
that could
Turn a man from mice to feind
you might just breath
or fall to the gound on knees
and ask god to do it for
Please?
Hands locked in a prayer
a prisoner say what you will
observe the savior...
does he tuck into ur bed at night
treat you right?
the design of human beings
is not withheld by gods might...
the relegious vice
can be a pitiful sight
i've scribbled away my nights
but i don't pray to save my life
though it may be a maze of blight
i'll blaze my sight
claim this right... charge them all
grab this beat to hold on as i fall
my soul is doing just great,
burdens n scars installed
Some of us walk this planet content,
with being ourselves
hellbent desires withheld
the bibel can stay on the shelves
weather i dwell in the past
reminsice sittiing there in class
or pass it off, as another tragic task
i'm a half-ass till my last breath,
cause i past tests with svageness
my paterns are oblibious to the world
i'm a skip with the whole,
this is the line walk it routine
cause i move throught teens
and boulder over the keen
little actors who pass off chapters
acting like they masterd a subject without passion
you little kids ration out fact's in
but don't understand the roots of the math
involved we all can call ourself a proffessional
but ur section el burn you up like it was drenched in methonol
if you can't add some drive.
so do what you like but make sure it moves you inside
