Mr. Blckbrd - Metropolis

I’m stuck? nope I’m just coming back. I can see the reason why Tyler’s neck is painted black. My notebooks are full, my trash is full of them - Maybe I’m a fool?.. It seems to me that it’s time to end... I don’t need a brand. I have to contend? You know, that I am now and I was then. So Please, Stop it! I’m not pretending! I started to kill the noise. I’m starving, due to this I can see my soul. You can’t just grab it out of the context later, Cause I am just a creator. Keep in mind that we were born to fly, not to crawl. I can’t write what I really want to say. I want to scream, but my words are noise, and by the way Silence in principle does not exist in nature, And you should know that you’re just deaf if you can’t hear the death formation. Frustration. Depression. I need to conversation and conversion to myself. A mess because of my distracted attention. My passion it’s devastate aggression devouring all the light I could shine. I having fist of suffocation. This is an invasion of darkness. I’m always on her blacklist. But I need to try to stop this. to try to try to try to stop this to stop this Yep. Replace unnecessary words And take the right course. Replace unnecessary words. This world it’s not a worst. I need to restart my tracklist of stories. my tracklist. The mediator between head and hands must be the heart. Drop the masks and think about it properly. Metropolis So Update and restart my track list. So I’m kind of in limbo here. Keeping deal. And my mind off. I’m a standing here, telling still for the nothing. But this no doubt that’s my ride. Wrong or right? We gotta get out. Leave ghetto . get out. Through the mirror, blackout. But we running around finding another round. Everyone looking for a way out the underground, but doesn’t see that he is buried in a mind’s bound This is an invasion of darkness. I’m always on her blacklist. But I need to try to stop this. to try to try to try to stop this to stop this Yep. Replace unnecessary words And take the right course. Replace the extra words. This world it’s not a worst. I need to restart my track list of stories. my tracklist. The mediator between head and hands must be the heart. Drop the masks and think about it properly. Metropolis So Update and restart my track list.