The Tensions Too Much

from by Born Low



It's getting hard to breathe.
Too hard for you, Too hard for me.
All the debts are paid in full, but heartache is sparing none.
Nailed down, stuck in place.
It justifies what we've become.
No truth, nowhere.
Still a change remains unfound.
Commence with the cutting corners.
Stay with the shedding pounds.
I feel the weight coming down on me.
Trapped in the race, find a way out.
It’s too easy to play the role.
Pimped out mind, body, please save my soul.
In defense we plead our ignorance. Money talks but we’re without. Silenced, the dream has slipped away. Buried deep within our doubts. No truth, nowhere.
Chaos drawing near.
Wager down to own our morals.
The price paid to own our fear.
Trapped in the race, find a way out.
I see the ugly side of a battered world and I can't confide in my fellow man, it's too much to take.
I see the ugly side.
Stretch it out too far and it's bound to break.


from Refuse To Beg, released January 14, 2014



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