Relate or reminisce

po side

after day you refine nightly  its 
the , ( where) 
with those of  thoughts ,( your saying ,
Disrupters,, and is  not 
are not likens of 
is diamond of truth, out with the fuckury
design 
Decades of  the amusement, 
well, 
Precisely, well, trying  hard, ( I'm. Not asken )
Articulate, this was the portion yah breached not to ,whoever 
 together from half light  that yah had never shown to prehave priorehearsedless
 the moment of ,has absalutly, everything ,you want know about to by loitering of you cant hend so co. O.n
You were speaking on ,settling the score
Stupid already n,hear me now, doin this,all all of in my opinion ,( could  personal , I have can't say to for fact,though it may abrupt  so many of nears on your quest)
 ((,Til you feel that shit is equal,)

The of this moment is, )

We lose agian, 
Imagining the relief that will wash over you
Like rain hitting a parched garden
You wait for the scales to tip back into balance
( it'll never,)
 target since  away went  new  in a different old city you a house that is, furthering this,is, why yah dirty for, the beings of you  ,not to be 
Feeding the grudges onto Individualvigualanties now how  what heard none untiesuninitialized   
Ose seeking for the perp 
 like a stray animal with no purpose 
grown iin not bitterness ( id have to dis,
 ,agree with ,diss)  according to ,thy own opinion ,this sits in your ( does it) cataminated, brainial 
Starring in this class sick class ical ill sounds you kill the of unheard of the morning
And turns the rhythm of  into a line
You thought holding this fire would warm you
But it is only burning the palms of your hands
The research says the heart keeps a recond
  fade with the  roots in the aora  on wasted time more past than the time you shouldn't  have spent breathing
Revenge is a locked door that leads to  he dark waiting for a light
That was never promised
The wound remains a raw red border
Because you refuse to let the skin grow over it
You are the number who tastes the salt
You are the number
who carries the weight
You are the number
who is losing the day
To the heavy labor of a past that has already moved on
It is exhausting to be the keeper of a flame
That only scorches the house where you live
The release you seek is not in the striking
It is in the dropping of the stone
It is in the opening of your hands
To let the weight fall where it belongs
On the ground you no longer need to defend
You are allowed to be empty of this history
You are allowed to walk without the ifist full of steal  in your pockets
The truth is that peace is not the absence of the wrong
It is the decision to stop paying for it
With the only life you have left to live

rap 808 bassline  brief high hats    symbol between hats  suddle voice, an another  calm drifting instrumental