Текст песни The Vault - Out Of Place feat. Tree G

Been in the game longer then the count of fingers on separate hands
Seen the break of bands
And the ugly of the what can
Substance abuse
And the fade of my own youth
This is truth wrapped in the garland of a harvest loop
The artist fluke
Writing the arbitrary back to boot
Who do i peruse when i think of vital people who stuck their neck out
And never let me fall to the depression
The walls of deception
Are within my own reflection
Lost it before and i'm losing again
Friendship
Family
And distance when the caring ends
Buried friends who chose to leave by daring plans
The pain doesn't stop after the life clock gets knocked
Stuck on the hill when i should of been there below
Just lift your eyes and you'll notice the variables
Here alone
When so many stand around
Talking to the dark listening for echo sounds

What does it take to make another person listen
The art of being quiet is the art of making difference
I walk alone but there's home in the distance
Feelings for the past moving forward in the friction