Sound off now
If this is your life you live
When will you feel free with ease
When will you find the time to see
What will we believe in ten years
How will we cope with the stress of life
Will we fall into the infinite grid
Or will we level the horizon
I came as a statistic, nine numbers to memorize
A product of adolescent ideals, two runaways pissing away their lives
The world slept on my shoulders, and I entombed myself in it's streets
I found shelter in the madness, paraded pass the chaos to find control
Chain me to my conscious, throw me over the nearest bridge
Lead by the ghost of my past, this path I walk is my own

This beat is the only high I need
Faith is hard when you lift your hands to empty skies
You put your soul in material things, this stage is where I put mine
Chain me to my conscious, throw me over the nearest bridge
Two decades behind this name, I made myself, I found the strength
Two decades behind this name, I joined the club, I passed the test
I'm not a victim, I'm on a mission, These two feet are all I need
I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my own self-elations
I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my ego
I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my own insecurities
I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for someone besides myself

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