From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
We're stuck in a place
so dark you could hardly see
A manner of matter that splits
with the words I breathe
And as the rain drips
acidic questions around me
I block out the sight
of the powers that be
Duck away into the
darkness times up
I wind up in a rusted
world with eyes shut
So tight that it blurs
into the world of pretend
And the eyes ease
open and it's dark again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Listen to the sound dizzy
from the ups and downs
And nauseated by the polluted
rock that's all around
Watching the wheels
of cars that pass
I look past to the last of the
light and the long shadows it casts
A window grows
captures the eye
And cries out yellow light
as it passes me by
And a young shadowy figure
sits in front of a box
Inside a building of rocks
with antennas on top
Now nothing can stop in
this land of the pain
The same lose not knowing
they were part of the game
And while the insides change
the box stays the same
And the figure inside
could bear anybody's name
The memories I keep are
from a time like then
I put on my paper so
I could come back to them
Someday I'm hoping to close
my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up paper
can be perfect again
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture's there
The memory won't escape me
I'm here at the podium
talking the ceremonial offerings
Dedicated to urban
dysfunctional offspring
What's happening
City governments are eternally napping
Trapped in greedy covenants
causing urban collapsing
Bullets that scar souls with dark
holds get more than your car stole
Some hearts be blacker than charcoal
For real this society's deprivation
depends not on our differences
but the separation within
No preparation is made
limited aid minimum wage
Living in a tenement cage
where rent isn't paid
Tragedy within a parade
The darkness overspread
like permanent plauge
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Linkin Park / Chali 2na
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