The Blindfold and the Bullet - Grieves

Stick stained with the color of my blood

Life has been a variance of luck

And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck

It’s not the vision that I had when I was young

But it’s better than pretending and then biting down on my tongue when they ask

me

Go ahead and walk right past me

I don’t need them now, a broken wave

No matter how the world spins round or the bounty on my plate

What’s inside of me is never gonna change

But they don’t wanna look

Skipping like a stone across a brook

Trying to keep me is a secret is strung up on a hook

You can’t evolve without somebody feeling took

And reacting like they never seen upon attack a rook

Get a grip, I’ve been painting pictures like this

Long before you knew that a person like me existed

You point your finger claiming product of the system

But you wouldn’t know the difference if it bit you

Some things will always be the same

I’m still right here to take the blame

One thing or another, it’s all the same

It feels like I’m trying to start a fire in the rain

It’s like I’m spitting in the wind

Judged by a jury full of trained

Jumping kids trying to find a better skin

I’ve made a valiant effort in my life to be honest with myself

But no matter what I do I’ll never win

The needle and the pen

Writing it all out for those receiving it

Trying to get a breath amongst the smog

Sounding like a tuned down song that’s been stringing me along

Trying to figure out where all of this went wrong

It’d be easier to laugh

Singing this from the inside of the casket

Rapping out of tune, writing poems on a napkin

You can’t excel without em poking at your passion

Following your tracks and a force full of has-beens

If you were so sure morality bounce

What’s the point of sticking round and watching old men drown?

The dumbest child throwing stones in glass houses

You wouldn’t know a challenge if it found em

Some things will always be the same

I’m still right here to take the blame

One thing or another, it’s all the same

It feels like I’m trying to start a fire in the rain