MORE LYRICS
this ones still very much in progress
but its on little ripped shreds of papaer so it needs to be in another form as well
yet untitled its a colaboration im doing with johnny who made the beat for it
Verse 1
How many walls do i have to break down
they're not around to see the blatant proof
whether i shout it from the top of the roof
the stated lose
you wanna cruise
but is it worth believing
seething
leaving with a bruise
please be to consider
tied and blinded by the tether
light is sore
and i'll fight this war
100,000 issues more
hits me right to the core
(and sticks my legs through the floor)
puts my legts through the floor
rip out of any constraint
brush it off and take it when any others would only faint
its a fine line
between the hope that im feeling
and flying out the window
before theres any chance of ever healing
Chorus
How many walls do i have to break through
i never knew
that this would be what progress comes to
i never flew
theres too much weight
its too late
pinned down with bolders on my shoulders
calling every mistake
callind every mistake
Verse 2
The original dealt in dealings
lost in permanent incline
not for the iminent in line
whats the darkness in mind
its far and unraveled
like the soul that they've built
and now im lying covered in gravel and choking on silt
and the scary thing is
the more i breathe the falling dirt
the more i believe and concieve
the war and the less it seems to hurt
like a sick evolution
the thick resolution
lungs adapted
through the will to survive-i've adapted
and whether or not i'm buried alive
a grand impending i've attracted
i scream with fashion
and whisper words
bleed passion
into the verse
free from the clawing scratching birds
but passing
and flashing
im ashing out what you deserve
slashing
any and all
never the ever malevolent fall
and pretend to the end of the call
till it hits and its my fist through the goddamn wall
rips my wrist
i could snap back and there's red in my eyes
im a pilot on a crashing plane through thunder infested skies
hundreds fester lies
i quest for my prize
and i get there its gone
nothing wrong
i couldnt spare a win
and yo my effort is saggin
my existence is heroin
im just chasing a dragon
with no rote just a pen
a few more lessons
its not hope but again
i ask the same damn questions
Chorus
How many walls do i have to break through
i never knew
that this would be what progress comes to
i never flew
theres too much weight
its too late
pinned down with bolders on my shoulders
calling every mistake
looking through a window
closing rapidly
everything that ever was or could be in front of me
we will see
we could fall
over the price of free
follow the beauty of who are we
to the olive tree
disolving the key
revolving agree
or forget and wont let
dont fret
defending
heart rending after
cant reach out to the crumbling plaster
or breach to the tumbling pastor
i run faster
no undignified personification of the shallow minded will ever be my master
only the unknown
not even a stone
to rest my head or a hate to call home
this rate of fire ires fingers to the bone
and fires bone to the marrow
brimstone soaked hot coals choked
shot this sparrow down
quick the falling feathers fan
and its a part of the plan?
i know im just a brick but goddamn i take responsibility
for every mistake that i am
copyright 2008 Casey Ryan all rights reserved
but its on little ripped shreds of papaer so it needs to be in another form as well
yet untitled its a colaboration im doing with johnny who made the beat for it
Verse 1
How many walls do i have to break down
they're not around to see the blatant proof
whether i shout it from the top of the roof
the stated lose
you wanna cruise
but is it worth believing
seething
leaving with a bruise
please be to consider
tied and blinded by the tether
light is sore
and i'll fight this war
100,000 issues more
hits me right to the core
(and sticks my legs through the floor)
puts my legts through the floor
rip out of any constraint
brush it off and take it when any others would only faint
its a fine line
between the hope that im feeling
and flying out the window
before theres any chance of ever healing
Chorus
How many walls do i have to break through
i never knew
that this would be what progress comes to
i never flew
theres too much weight
its too late
pinned down with bolders on my shoulders
calling every mistake
callind every mistake
Verse 2
The original dealt in dealings
lost in permanent incline
not for the iminent in line
whats the darkness in mind
its far and unraveled
like the soul that they've built
and now im lying covered in gravel and choking on silt
and the scary thing is
the more i breathe the falling dirt
the more i believe and concieve
the war and the less it seems to hurt
like a sick evolution
the thick resolution
lungs adapted
through the will to survive-i've adapted
and whether or not i'm buried alive
a grand impending i've attracted
i scream with fashion
and whisper words
bleed passion
into the verse
free from the clawing scratching birds
but passing
and flashing
im ashing out what you deserve
slashing
any and all
never the ever malevolent fall
and pretend to the end of the call
till it hits and its my fist through the goddamn wall
rips my wrist
i could snap back and there's red in my eyes
im a pilot on a crashing plane through thunder infested skies
hundreds fester lies
i quest for my prize
and i get there its gone
nothing wrong
i couldnt spare a win
and yo my effort is saggin
my existence is heroin
im just chasing a dragon
with no rote just a pen
a few more lessons
its not hope but again
i ask the same damn questions
Chorus
How many walls do i have to break through
i never knew
that this would be what progress comes to
i never flew
theres too much weight
its too late
pinned down with bolders on my shoulders
calling every mistake
looking through a window
closing rapidly
everything that ever was or could be in front of me
we will see
we could fall
over the price of free
follow the beauty of who are we
to the olive tree
disolving the key
revolving agree
or forget and wont let
dont fret
defending
heart rending after
cant reach out to the crumbling plaster
or breach to the tumbling pastor
i run faster
no undignified personification of the shallow minded will ever be my master
only the unknown
not even a stone
to rest my head or a hate to call home
this rate of fire ires fingers to the bone
and fires bone to the marrow
brimstone soaked hot coals choked
shot this sparrow down
quick the falling feathers fan
and its a part of the plan?
i know im just a brick but goddamn i take responsibility
for every mistake that i am
copyright 2008 Casey Ryan all rights reserved