it coincides
with the violence
the crime scenes
the sirens
the dreams forced up on us
that are keeping our eyes shut
if we let em inside
you tell me whos gonna die? US
if we let em decide
were gonna lose - LOVE
its a parliament
and ill have no part in it
ill hardly play the artist
regardless of how hard it hits
if i died trying to remind you
of what we have forgotten,
or if i could grant you sight
would you forget me not?
what you know about the hurt
in the search for a plan
its said in stone
one will oppose
and im the mothafucken man
i walk alone
hand in hand
with loneliness
my only friend
counting time
as the sand descends
its a pity when individuals
take pride in pretend
where's the dignity
that used to divide the mice from men?
I take my time to remind you of them
let me extend my hand
to all my people
gone mad
Sketch I created on a separate occasion.
