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Transactional Friendship
01:32
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Expressions come like they never mattered
Moments pass like it never happened
Dollars implied interpretations of time
Taking away any meaning you find
Searching for the people for what we need
Honest intentions founded in greed
Blame lies for the truth needs reason
Watch them go as the pain deepens
Friendships strained from this game we play
Defined by mutual hate
We care more about people half a world away
I used to think ego was the one to blame
Insecurity manifests all the same
Look beyond what we share
Common ground is it even there?
Bring myself and nothing more
Transactional friendship. What’s the score?
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The Tell
01:36
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Don’t forget where
You came from
A tried true remembrance
Today’s consensus has no semblance
That first time a moment so pure
A strength you made from your hurt
Compassion passes
Like the judgement we use
To use our bias as a supliment for the truth
Based on a love we have for ourselves
How you treat others now that’s the tell
Going through the motions
Is this how you feel?
Mentality of many feels better than a few
Compassion drawn from a differece
Createing bias when you know there isn’t
Trauma
Draw from its power
For better or worse
What you make of it doesn’t make your worth
YOUR EDGE THATS THE TELL
Compassion based on your X
Soon enough that’s all you’ll have left
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Project 2051
03:15
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Freedoms predetermined
That right, you never earned it
A pain ubiquitous
Suffering limitless
A balance was once obtained
Emotions can always be tamed
Defined by discontent
Complicity so evident
Blame relies on betrayal
Passed on from those that failed
Our instinct of survival
Our lives embody that denial
Morally ambivalent
Dying to be significant
Is anyone really happy?
Is anyone really free?
Generations Die
Their mistakes forgotten with time
Masses compassionate
But our time came and went
Man pushes on
Despite our moral limits
If its in your reach
It doesn’t mean it is yours
My life keeps passing
It has always been lacking
That final freedom
Consciousness denied
Expressions confined
To the promise of tomorrow
The future has priority
To service the minority
Convenience has never been ours
Captors control
Life that we know
I see my dream in your life
I think how my entire existence has been done an infinite amount of times
Thoughts have never felt my own
There has to be more that what we’ve known
Memories break down to numbers
Confined existence comforts
Life passes through the same way
Can we find meaning or just remain the same?
ONE STEP TOWARDS
THAT FINAL FREEDOM
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The Cost
03:00
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Dreams feel right when we were kids
Until its not enough for the world we’re in
“I told you so”
No words more sharp
At least you saw reality from the start
Hours to days to years of my life lost
To live...but that is the cost!
Giving in dont seem so bad
Pass on the problems like they have in the past
Dreamers disease brings me to my knees
Praying to god, an easier way to be
Fufillment and regret feel one in the same
A moment of purpose
A moment of shame
Stuck between boring and obscene
Somewhere in between makes me feel unseen
Too old to have doubts on what I want to be
Too young to be taken seriously
Honesty seems to come with a price
How much of myself am I willing to sacrifice?
This can’t be all there is!
I’ve seen it before but I didn’t make it
I’ve had it before but I didn’t take it
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BDRE
02:43
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Pain condenses
In ways unexpected
Lifestyle commodified
Culture homogenized
A city grows the pain isn’t shared
A test to see who really cares
Clarity grows as we do
Our passions begin to be see through
Opportunities afforded
Reality distorted
I know by values why can’t I control it
Class ambiguous
Judgement continuous
I catch myself do I really think this?
Working hard just won’t cut it
It isn’t worth it I just say fuck it
My narrative goes against my beliefs
Martyr complex in me runs deep
Measuring wealth only in money
Forgetting about the people who love me
Life isn’t fair that’s what we have known
Sit back and watch injustice unfold
History can’t absolve what time hasn’t solved
The finger points out
Relying on its own account
The finger points in
And I will always let myself win
Glances turn to glares
Resentment deepens with my stare
Surface level envy
Projection of what I can be
Chasing that feeling
Believing what I’m seeing
Celebrate the monied
While we fight to be visible
We take the abuse
Our anxities are taken as truth
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