Stefano

Never really thought about it On how I'm still hurting and feelin' discarded I'm guarded around to my spirit, uncharted My opus, I focus my roses on Leavin' the darkened area which turned to my heart Mass hysteria now covered as farce Take my mental Come to split it apart Start to see the changes That I have and impart My vice fillin' carts and behind these curtains I'm dealin' with shards brought upon by my cards End of story The glories I met as a quarry got me out of Listenin' range from these shorties I'm sorry but not Barbed wires and knots Surrounding my structures, I puncture through locks Head's in a box You load up your shots No matter the cost, I am cut from the Knox You a clog in my system, talking out neck, I'ma list 'em Listen, I am the piece which is missing From their whole tapestry Still tryna catch Ben I am the soul, not in package Archery tactics twenty-five eight out the atlas Acting ain't part of my plannin' Planted, deep in the roots of my havoc Come around spastic, I'm letting you have it I can't stop it Every day I seem to lock in Stray from the dosage I think overdosing ain't worth it or so least I'm hopin' Open, locust, swarming the views of my Focus I've been outcasted and hopeless 'Til reveled in forces in days of a shonen I'm shown as a Conan I never break codin' So good luck in tryin' On breakin' me open I'm cold as the artic I'm an exotic, animal you'll never pocket Avoid the toxic, torpids and orchids Level me off for catharsis Live as a target Fate is a garden Spirit sinks off to the markets What I was taught in Faces on cartons Tongue is acerbic Grew as a dog Never barked and, I only bite The pieces of strife That wounded my spirit sufficed, to bring me to light My darkening bones Feelin' they pull through to fight My darkening bones My only true home Feelin' they pull through to fight