paroles de chanson An Incredible Dilemma - Süp127

An incredible dilemma is wracking my brain
How can I relieve this pain, this wretched pain?
Let my life not be in vain, might I go insane
I must tame the rage of what this hate creates before we decimate the human race

There was a time when I held the knife
And the only reason I didn't take my life
Was cause I knew deep down that I didn't want to die
And I know everybody in my family would cry
But still I feel like nobody else even cares
Like what's the point of living if life isn't fair
Cause I've got a complex for compassion
And when no one loves you back in makes you feel like bashin'
In their skull, reachin' in to grab a hold of their soul to scold
And so you're lucky I don't, cause this world is cold
Cause no one shows love
And selfish jealousy makes you say, "So what?"

How can I show affection in such a cold world?
It's for my own protection to keep my heart from being hurled
Into a bottomless pit of despair, that I bear an icy stare
Or is it a fiery glare, to protect my inner layer
Or better yet penetrate as rhyme sayer
Because you would never take me there
Back to that place where I question
Unaware of their lies, I see past deception
I've learned a lesson and now I'm more wise
So don't criticize, because strong is them who cries
Rather than them who hides
And although them wish ill for I, I's still alive
I refuse to despise, only love comes from, not I
But the I in I, for it is above around me and all over
There's one that makes all, evil can only destroy, so I refuse to go there

Illuminati got me trippin'
Between KFC clonin' chicken and installin' microchips in
Pets to be monitored with GPS systems
Everything tagged and kept track of, they want nothing hidden
Including humans, actually think about how we're being used in
This intricate scheme, while we're abusin'
Our only planet, our own mother, our children's future
Life is meant to be nurtured, anything else is called murder
I'm not a loser, if you dismiss my words without consideration
You accept a wasted place in this confused population
And disgrace your nation
It's time we come to terms and face salvation
But see, no conspiracy ever heard of me
And here I be, fearlessly declaring, so where's the emergency?
The threat to life needs to stop
How is people can starve and die while there's an abundance of crop?
Left to rot, whose luxuries and whose allowances
Of those whose plow it is? What's wrong with this picture?
I shouldn't need to lecture

But hey, what you got to say, yo, raise your voice
If you're gonna have sex you better be pro choice
Girls and boys, of accidental pregnancies
Spread with poverty, just like a disease
And population only increase exponentially
You better cover with a rubber and protect humanity
Or else it will be too late
Too many mouths to feed and not enough food for every plate
Hungry mobs, causing chaos for everybody
Picture cannibals, a Jeffrey Dalmer-Donner Party
It's not a pretty sight, but that's what's next
If we don't limit our children and have less sex

Space is the place, I'm feeling confined
To two things combined
But it takes from time to time and rhyme and rhyme again
An infinite level of acknowledgement, that I consolidate into elaborate ensigns of the pen
Try me then, I wave the banner in a distractive manner
Until I'm enshrined and can defend every sentence as I plan to
Handle any commitment or responsibility
Because if I can't be free, I can't really be
And if you're not really free, I'm not really free
I swore I would not live if I bore responsibility
For what is not really me, and so here I be
As you're hearing me, my theory
Of how sound can carry more than sonic delivery
I got a key to the sword in the rock, I unlocked it, but this time it's really a tree
And it's a seed, that I planted in you, so don't pretend to
Not know what I meant, dude

Nowadays it takes so much to impress me
I'm searching and I'm searching, but it continues to depress me
Back in time, we thought we knew it all
We built beliefs on assumptions that were proven to fall
What makes man search, lust for knowledge and power?
Struggling to understand how, even in our final hour
We're not doomed or cursed, life is a blessing
We must be looking in the wrong place, enough guessing
Could it be the power is right beneath our noses?
In metaphysical spiritual studies like hypnosis
And that our lust for power is our lack of knowing
The key to the universe lies within us, enough hoping
For many this is radical, absurd and crazy
But you'll never find the answer if you are so lazy
That you would never check to find out
Just remember what I said about
Making assumptions