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while i choke strangled by the hands of time
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my life slowly slips away
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the dollars i save aren't worth the days i've spend
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with images of freedom as lies in my head
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the hand that feeds will always bleed me dry
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through these hours these minutes thes moments are mine
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intensify
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no one else will guide the way
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break the silence before it breaks us...
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down to a point from where there's no escape
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where regret destroys whatever life remains
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and you when you've told yourself a lie
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the path of least resistance detroys you in time
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is it heresy to want to live today? that's not asking to much
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so many are barely getting by and starving in the streets
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while in denial of death yet still afraid to be free
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we grovel beneath the pantheon of security
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assured as we sell our dreams to buy our pain
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that "the meek shall inherit" when only the strong will reign
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all life hangs in the balance i won't wait until it drops
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i can't wait they might not have another day
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i have to live i might not have even on more day
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In The Balance
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