shrinking like a piece of ice heated up just right
melting away day to day from the way the world rotate
um so concentrated on hatred and the unstable fatal mayhem
just thinking thoughts blinking in and out my heart
falling tear drops from kids seated in the pews at funerals of friends
thats how i figure the end near
all it is are thoughts in here
cold fresh air
feel the melody in my hands
as i type my plans and vow my stance
allowing all chance while risking my hands from grabbing onto sin
simply sad within and vividly mad amongst men
war then and now...destroying mother and child
preparing to bow down to no one but God
but how much harder can it get
no matter it...i stand fit...with a heart split
skippin a beat every now and then
feeling history taking place again
cold fresh air blowing in the wind
the ghetto the guns the glory
the truth of the story
they forgot about the importance
bringing nonsense of all sorts
so death is the cost and suddenly within inches
cold fresh thoughts in the melody of my existence
heartbreaking tunes playing thru every sentence
listen to this poetic musician
dedicated to a mission of Heaven's great forgiveness
the rain thickens and the pain hits me like an oncoming train
slamming my brain with thoughts barely maintained
the air is to blame....
but who cares today....not you
cause this musical tune my hands play are just to entertain you
but beyond that is the blood sweat and hardship
that leads to a progress of death
all this i bet is just gibberish but can you just picture it....
women and children as victims
innocence taken because of nonsense
violence puttin youth to silence
worldwide tragic happens every fucking second
yet no one learns a lesson
they only just forget it
and listen to the sentences as fuckin entertainment
too late here cause the world doesnt care
all it is are thoughts in here
cold fresh air
so feel the melody in my hands
and the pain in my stance...
it makes no sense...the way the world is