Chain, locked, gripped in a vice
Hold me down, pinned to the ice
Lost my faith cause the asking price
Was way too high homie I’ve paid twice
Drowning again, back to the sea
Foot in the sand, stray by the beach
Stabbed in the back cause you learned from me
That if you don’t ask then its probably free
But that’s my fault cause I let it be
Gave you an inch and you took a few feet
Picked me up just to let me see
That a disappointment is all you’ll be
Please let me stretch, spread my wings
Stained by the blood, left in the crease
Forgot your past for the quick release
When it all comes together hope you find your peace
But impossible for a petty thief
Doubt that led to the disbelief
Character flaw that left you meek
With a Crimson hand you’re a clepto freak
Bit that hand when it fed you a piece
Lies pile up just let em increase
Squeaky wheel always gets the grease
So we keep rolling on going down that street
Stole my soul but it kept you pleased
Wood grain grip on that hiram beat
Took that bat to the back of your knees
You came belly up floating down that creek
You’re lost again I’ve lost a friend
Can’t take another step I need oxygen
Can’t find one more no fucks to spend
I’m sorry at last we’ve reached the end
Chorus
Gone,
Gone away,
Let you fall,
Into your grave, into your grave
Repeat
Gone to the place where we found ourselves
Collecting dust on the second shelf
Hasn’t gotten used, spend your wealth
For the motivation to save yourself
From the self-defeat, you’re only weak
In the eyes of a few, you refuse to speak
When you’re looking down from your widow’s peak
And you can’t take words of a small critique
Another Grown up game of hide and seek
Found some way to lie and cheat
To getaway with everything you barely need
Throw that tantrum pound those feet
Against the land, that reaching hand
Gone for good you had your chance
You wanna return for one more dance
Hit the lights let it turn to sand
Blacking out, you lost that bout
Cold iron fist, to your dumbass mouth
One more blow, a clear knock out
But I don’t gotta swing, metaphoric route
Wanna pipe up let’s hear you shout
A sad mistake for a crying pout
I knew all along but I had my doubts
You’re a fucking bitch, man, peace I’m out
Yeah, I’m gone can’t no more
Paid outta nose for a bad rapport
Relationships getting washed ashore
Suffocate from the pain on an ocean floor
Glass half full, another potent pour
Release the beast with a broken roar
Game can’t be played with a chosen score
We’re all just pawns in a hopeless war
Chorus
Another hopeless war,
Another hopeless war,
Hopeless war,
Hopeless war.
You know, at the end of the day, the king and the pawn go back into the same box.
credits
from Colossal Chronicles,
released January 22, 2013
Produced by Hirolla
Additional Production by Epoch When
Recorded by Luke Whitrock and Alex Koutsoukos
Mixed and Mastered by Alex Koutsoukos