We are but empty vessels,
Walking silhouettes...
The Greater Good
Hand our sons a gun...
Ignorance lingers around our minds like bugs in...
Drama spreads like a wild fire that can't be...
Your little girl, walking downtown all alone,
A man not too far behind her, following her home...
People walking round blind
they wont make up they're own mind...
A dis configured smile
and big brown eyes...
When sinners did sin
eyes multiplied...
My heart broke for humanity
For the weeping eyes of bloody tears...
I think -
o'er the edge I trailed...
"With this Crutch"
I understand...
Lil gangsta boi
pleez dont cry...
This day holds our fate
With a sweet satisfaction...