4 May 2012
This is a fightback ...and a loss. That stupid moment ... is going to cost. My words to stall ...a gift in silence. Against this wall ...of defiance.
The weight of words ...are my weapons. Gotta be careful ...where I'm stepping. Not on broken glass ...Are they pieces of me? I really can't see.
All progress is reversible? ...absolutely All problems deniable? ...not completely. It's calling me out ...with that sound. Pushing me down ...and all around.
The weight of words ...are my weapons. Gotta be careful ...where I'm stepping. Not on broken glass ...but pieces of me. So why can't I see?
Living for our goals ...our aspirations Searching our souls ...for confrontations. All the ties that bind ...and the lies you find will someday make sense ...just don't sit on the fence.
The weight of words ...are my weapons. Gotta be careful ...Where I'm stepping Not on broken glass ...Just pieces of me. I wish I could see.
A tactician at heart ... I held back Right from the start ...you had my back You raised the knife ...catching the light Ended my life ...before the fight.
The weight of words ...were my downfall. Formed no defence ...at all. All it took was a renegade ...to launch an attack. I was no match for the blade ...lodged in my back.
The Weight Of Words • Opuss № I