Adrean Weaver - V. Ballad of Falling Mice lyrics

[Intro] When it all falls down, what remains? I always came like nothing changed I've been growing, I am not the same You can block His name but can't stop the reign You don't know the half You don't know the third You can do the math I'll be on the curve Just waiting What is your function? They'll love you for something Then hate you for nothing It's brazy [Verse] I don't ever talk about Race But lately it's been in my face These people are testing my faith Wasn't cut from a cloth so it's hard to relate And regardless of how many times we spake You could never really understand my case Gotta play it cool when the terms are not Coldest hearts when the words are hot But oh me, they don't really want to understand Oh well, they just really want the upper hand Odell, but who am I to speak? Who am I to teach? Who am I to preach? I don't try to be someone I'm not I don't give anything all that I've got Life can get hard but it gets even harder Whenever you're caught up in reaching the top And that's top of the mountain That's top of the list When you topple just watch who will stop and prevent You from calling it quits While you're balling your fist All in all they applaud while you claw and resist The temptation of letting it all go Some others are Waldo But that's to be expected We all can be neglected I ventured a little further from my roots But don't think I'm not serving the truth A servant that's certaintly loose My precision is swift like I learned it from Bruce If I'm honest, I'm tired of writing I don't think that the commas could change it Not sure if I'd really repeat what I speak If I knew all the problems it came with Outro for my introspection Quick to listen, my essential weapon Slow to speakeasy, prohibit your habits The season is splendid and I'm hunting wabbits I think I can kid with a serious tone I feel like a kid with the eerieist dome When can a house be considered a home? Why are they bothered by living alone? Thought about speaking but don't want to bother you Don't even know if my words would be audible Some people flip the script like it's an audible Love is the key but we see it as optional Optimal levels, I settle in portions My life is metal, never felt an endorphin I like to meddle in affairs of distortion I might unsettle from this barren a**ortment I, know what it's like to be left But hardly am I ever right I wonder, my chin isn't cleft But this crimson is cleansing my sin into white Fred Sanford, hands Redd as a Foxx Transparent, I'm apparently not I, thought I would change with the name And reclaim my old flame but I'm feeling the same So, back to the drawing board If I draw a sword I might start a war But, that doesn't give me a reason To give into demons that fight 'til I'm sore Plus, I'm told that my heart is of gold But I feel my compa**ion is parked in the back I'm willing to give but I know that it's Darker than Black I don't have a heart like that [ Bridge: Simultaneously] I don't have a heart like that I don't really have a heart like that Heart's dark from the back It's hard to relax It's really so hard to relax Man, it's hard to relax They just don't get it They just won't get it They just don't get it With my scars intact [Outro] Full circle