Xpression.v2

Your Silent Truths (8/26/2006)

Let’s analyze the way the same situation can be played
A different fucking vibe every other single day
One minute you feel hope then the next you feel disgusted
Sickness in the fact that you thought they could be trusted
But now it’s gone and busted, there’s anger by the wayside
It’s better than the sadness, it’s not like either way’s right
Sitting on the stage right while life exits on the left
Something you had hoped for, but now you’re stuck with less
And you feel it in your chest as you clench on to the madness
Insanity is rageful, but you love it more than sadness
You’ve given it two years, or, for some, it’s been a life time
Now parting is the sorrow, there can never be a right time
So let it be our fight time, let’s swing our fists in glory
Punching with our words cause verbally, it’s gory
A generic kind of story that has fallen in our places
As we feel it closing in like the bars of shrinking cages
And it’s hard to keep our patience as everything is leaving
What the fuck should I just do after taking such a beating?
Your silence is deceiving to the point it’s fucking hurtful
Why can’t it be said straight instead running round in circles?
Cause now I’m black and purple, all the bruises on my spirit
There is nothing you can say that can simply up and clear it
This act of disappearance is something unforgettable
Still I’m forced to face it, the truth is so incredible
I had you on a pedestal, but now it’s cracked and broken
As two turns into one without a single word left spoken
Facts lost in the silence quickly turn into a lie
As the shortest of hello’s quickly turn into goodbye

Notes: It’s a combination of personal and external inspirations. I think the meaning is pretty clear, either way. It it probably my smoothest flowing piece in a while.

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