I feign my emotions, I hide them
a smile keeps 'em steady for awhile
but the coals get compressed into diamonds
they're scooped up
I cry 'cause
I'm moved by the blue stuff
that flows and ebbs
moving into and out of my chests
closing, tighter and tighter
must look left, look right
or everything is farther
the days melt into nights
I'm looking like my father, a statue
molded to attack you
from inside its cage,
locked away, but there's no safety
the only escape is in a razor blade,
that will always wait for me our names are echoes of our former selves
that never let go, but hold onto the past on every shelf
I pass another window, it's closed like the last
but this one has a dim glow, a sign behind the glass
They need help; I wonder what with though
Should I enter, or think about it, a question never too simple
The thinning out of symbols
No more music, just the clash of cymbals
My muse is a true story wrapped in lies
Because they sparkle best
Just like the eyes
Remember me before I forget
Why I
I sit
In a haystack of needles, looking for the silver lining
where no one has been to feel
but you can't deny me
that one thing must be real
I just want to find it X2
I knock down the doors looking for the porch
sitting looking at people, smile laugh, it's winter
snow should be lovely but it's ugly, reflecting inward
at the dust that doesn't touch me, the frozen cinders
rescinding one me and all of the money
it's funny how
the ride swings back and forth
like a pendulum if you know what that is for
my life is ending
but not the stack of chores
it's periods of dissenting
that chose to crack the doors
Look for the light just outside the entrance
I can't find it, 'cause my eyes is broken
no lending,
but the lies have been spoken
my wounds can't be mended
I can't swim or float no more
succumb to the feeling of drowning
the burning in my throat
or
the lungs full of sound
or sinking thoughts
I drink it down but
never think of the cost
I'm poor
wouldn't say I'm lost
just stuck at a cross roads
I don't know though
I'm at a loss so
I sit
In a haystack of needles, looking for the silver lining
where no one has been to feel
but you can't deny me
that one thing must be real
I just want to find it X4
Philly rapper Wino Willy is back with a concept album that showcases his sharp rhyme styles & appearances from Maze Overlay & Fatboi Sharif. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 29, 2023