This Book I Wrote | Zarkator (original song)
4LYRICS:
He was right when he told us it was real convenient
To mourn for a kid but if a king be lenient
The glorification of confiding in music is
If pain is the catalyst then where lies the happiness?
My neck is rotten, my throat is sore,
My voice is silent, I can’t sing no more
Descriptive language, rhyme with the corps,
You made a world, but where’s the door
The glowing headstones, that face the sea
The bleeding lines, that stare at me
We’ll plant a flag now, where we would be
If we shut up for a second and let demons be
If really all it takes is a knife and a heart
To get what you want, no struggle to start
Than how can it be when i’ve got everything
There’s one person left and I gave her a ring?
This is the distraction that makes hosts parasitic
I sing fast, talkin about grass and outlast the critics
What’s left of the audience that listens to me
And how many people only spread symphony
I can’t let go of who you are
But who you were is what you think I need
We’ve fallen down, i’ve crashed your car
This book I wrote, can’t bring myself to read...
Yeah, chapter one
let's get this all done
I don't think, I just talk
But will you listen to me?
When i'm stuck in this city
I don't need your pity
Three people in line
And I think it's time
That we flip the page
Rattle the cage
The enemy rules
I'm running out of tools
I can’t let go of who you are
But who you are, but who you are is what you think I need
We’ve fallen down, i’ve crashed your car
This book I wrote, can’t bring myself to read...