I walk into a warzone
Tears shed and chaos
Blood spent and faiths lost
Feeling like there's no God to save us
Too busy putting her quarters in to play us.
Rockem sockem robots
With fists up ready to take a fuckin head off.
By all means, take mine
There's been a pressure building up in it and it won't let up.
The selfish martyr
Caught in the middle praying to God that no stone is cast.
Carrying my wounded kin upon my back,
Heavy, I wonder how Atlas had his nose scratched.
Damn, now how did he manage that?
One of the universes many secrets I guess.
How did we manage to get in this mess?
The head cried and told me not to stress.
She breathes heavy and pants,
"Don't be afraid, don't worry about me"
She said, "Whether I find my peace through Death,
With God, or out of this alley; this pain won't last".
"Don't speak like that" I said,
"If you meet Death, you won't be alone on that path
The heart can't live without the head
And you are both of mine so worry I must".
I walk into a warzone;
My tears shed amidst the chaos,
Smelling the scent of spent blood
My faith's lost,
The toy box is out, once again its Gods time to play us.
Toy soldiers with guns unholstered,
Rifles aimed ready to take a fucking head off.
The selfish martyr
By all means, have mine
Head in the guillotine
Waiting for them to take a chunk off.
We are dysfunctional;
If we were talking coins,
We'd be the ass end of the Huxtables.
Just toy soldiers locked and loaded
And yes the slugs will spill
Our blood must spill
I'll get the chills.
Temperature drops
We must be in the vicinity
Of our broken spirit.
We keep still and quiet
To try to hear it,
Depressed,
I try to cheer it.
But these emotions are only mine
I'd rather feel like a skinless freak
Then nothing at all.
They tried to prescribe medication
But I declined
Because nothing gets solved.
Besides, I'll gladly be the crash test dummy
The target practice bulls eye.
Take one for the team
The court jester doesn't mind
If you took his foolish pride.
My heart struggles for air
Choking back tears
I tell her to please
Please just breathe deep
It'll help in her soul's release,
The first lady I loved
I kiss her temple
And her cheeks.
But I must walk into this warzone
See I need to carry my wounded kin upon my back
Wondering how Atlas never buckled.
The scarecrow gets his answer,
It all becomes clear,
Atlas was a titan and not just another mortal.
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Tears shed and chaos
Blood spent and faiths lost
Feeling like there's no God to save us
Too busy putting her quarters in to play us.
Rockem sockem robots
With fists up ready to take a fuckin head off.
By all means, take mine
There's been a pressure building up in it and it won't let up.
The selfish martyr
Caught in the middle praying to God that no stone is cast.
Carrying my wounded kin upon my back,
Heavy, I wonder how Atlas had his nose scratched.
Damn, now how did he manage that?
One of the universes many secrets I guess.
How did we manage to get in this mess?
The head cried and told me not to stress.
She breathes heavy and pants,
"Don't be afraid, don't worry about me"
She said, "Whether I find my peace through Death,
With God, or out of this alley; this pain won't last".
"Don't speak like that" I said,
"If you meet Death, you won't be alone on that path
The heart can't live without the head
And you are both of mine so worry I must".
I walk into a warzone;
My tears shed amidst the chaos,
Smelling the scent of spent blood
My faith's lost,
The toy box is out, once again its Gods time to play us.
Toy soldiers with guns unholstered,
Rifles aimed ready to take a fucking head off.
The selfish martyr
By all means, have mine
Head in the guillotine
Waiting for them to take a chunk off.
We are dysfunctional;
If we were talking coins,
We'd be the ass end of the Huxtables.
Just toy soldiers locked and loaded
And yes the slugs will spill
Our blood must spill
I'll get the chills.
Temperature drops
We must be in the vicinity
Of our broken spirit.
We keep still and quiet
To try to hear it,
Depressed,
I try to cheer it.
But these emotions are only mine
I'd rather feel like a skinless freak
Then nothing at all.
They tried to prescribe medication
But I declined
Because nothing gets solved.
Besides, I'll gladly be the crash test dummy
The target practice bulls eye.
Take one for the team
The court jester doesn't mind
If you took his foolish pride.
My heart struggles for air
Choking back tears
I tell her to please
Please just breathe deep
It'll help in her soul's release,
The first lady I loved
I kiss her temple
And her cheeks.
But I must walk into this warzone
See I need to carry my wounded kin upon my back
Wondering how Atlas never buckled.
The scarecrow gets his answer,
It all becomes clear,
Atlas was a titan and not just another mortal.
