Somebody
It's hard not to be scared that you'll die without having made your mark on the world. It's a little of that, and a little a list of grievances against the system that created that feeling.
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The world is loud and busy
Filled with flashing lights and running machines
Corporations and separations
Adversity and advertisements
The busy normal man drives to work each day
With a gun clenched between his teeth, locked on his throat
And the world just spins away
Pretending not to notice, though they’re all on the same boat
I move like a ghost between the crush of the industry
Between cars and criers selling knockoff Burberry
The piercing urgency falls muted on my deaf ears
In all this confusion, I'm just dust in the atmosphere
But I don’t want to live a life forgotten
I don’t want to fade between wasted faces stained by rain
I don’t want to live as the burnt out kid who got drowned out by the voices
After these struggles, I need someone to know
So when I die, no matter where I go
Launched into space or frozen in the snow
When I pass, I won’t be a fucking tragedy
All I want on my gravestone is that I was somebody
Silent breaths and dormant trees
In everyone’s heart a winter that brings us to our knees
Quiet lives that escape our lips, spiraling with joy for freedom
But since when was losing like that a triumph?
It shouldn’t be this way
Hoping to die when you wake up every single day
It shouldn’t be this way
Ducking under bridges as if we were strays
A fire that runs through my head, Through my heart, leaps out my fingertips
One that often goes cold throughout all of life’s leaps and dips
No way I could pour water on myself just to stay alive
Suffering every day is better than giving into the systematic pile drive
Cause I don’t want to live a life forgotten
I don’t want to fade between wasted faces stained by rain
I don’t want to live as the burnt out kid who got drowned out by the voices
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