Feedback - The Color Of Sorrow lyrics

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Feedback - The Color Of Sorrow lyrics

[Verse 1: Tresente] Picture a single boy roaming the streets He sees a lonely leaf just holding its peace He doesn't moan and grief because he knows the weak minded Will feel blindness when faced with adversity, and feel frightened Get on that real grind cause if you just chill mindless You'll soon seek guidance from the early birds but receive silence Have an alliance with your soul I desire to know the truth of it all & how it's designed to unfold Because too many times we receive what we wanna hear Honesty goes untold Have you ever heard the sound of fear? Because when you have nobody, then nobody hears your cries Nobody feels what's inside Nobody heals the deprived Realize that when you feel blind take time to equalize See the light shinning through the end of the tunnel You may tumble and stumble but don't decay or crumble Live life with integrity and always stay humble An everyday struggle is felt by all of us Fallen dust covers our dreams causing nausea But throw up your arms & throw down a fight We lie, day creatures, overhearing the sound of night Better count your rights, you gotta think about the fight Fought by all those whom have lost their sight It's like, what's life without comedy and laughter? Plaster your broken soul, & your inner beauty, try to capture The ba*tard child feeling like he has no master Everything he does just ends up being a disaster It's the same pattern, he just wants to sail with the la-scars Get away from it all swim with the dolphins like Jasper I'll always refuse to be a f**ing product of society Those f**ers lie to me They're tryna' get their sh** inside of me Protest against the standards and all corrupt people Write until your hand hurts and revolt against the world's evil [Hook: Tresente] Paint the stones black, the colors of sorrow Give a little back for our brothers of tomorrow Follow the yellow road, it will lead you to the gateway Where you'll discover what you've already known (x2) [Verse 2: Loso] But at the age of 11 billy learned how to grow up Never knew a father because he never wanted to love Nor trust, but still today he doesn't give a f** But from then on billy figured that he had to move on It's like wanting someone who never knew how to bond Feeling a bit gone, could never understand the pros & cons Yesterday's society turned these crooks back into frauds But these are just the stories that flow out from deep in my thoughts Or until my brain rots, billy still kicking the can Bullied in school, late attendance, but he ran & he ran Kept his grades well & isolated from the popularity The truth was just another lie & unfair to thee Resistance that held back most of the case Had his heart in a coaster & couldn't keep up to the pace Billy never complained, & learned to deal with his own struggles Hard knock life living with no stunt doubles Yet leave the troubles lost in A couple Stumbles, that rumble & unbuckle that send him to tumble. down to the puddle & he said having a beautiful family is all that I need Wanted to grow old to feel free but never to mislead Trying to find the inner me but was the enemy that was never seen But not to agree on the same tragedy that lead him to meet the same one who conceived but followed only to proceed & promised his mama that he would never leave Abuse was just an escape from the pain inside That hid his pride & filled his mind with nothing but lies [Hook: Loso] [Verse 3: Tresente] Pacing back and forth, leave prints in the ground Remembering the old times, cause sh**'s what I feel now Here the sound of our music so loud it infuses Into your ear drum like Q tips and acoustics I'm trying not to lose this opportunity to do this Got my words stuck so I needed a toothpick But it didn't do sh** felt like I was gonna lose it Too soon I would always jump straight to the conclusion See illusions feeling kinda like a mutant I'm the professor, all you swag f*gs are the students Stay true to your future, & keep your wounds sutured What's a product to a consumer? What's a clock to a diffuser? What's some pot to a user? Let's stop all the Freddy Krueger's, shooters and tumors roaming the world with a luger I'm not ready lose her, but I'm too young to be a suitor Listening to Luper, & waving the Hoover flag I can't afford wasting life, nor listening to stupid f*gs The firing squad all lined up to shoot its mags At all your troubles and feelings k**ing all the douche bag They brought me to owl creek & put on the noose gag Neck feeling like it got ran over by a land rover Take all the dignity I have left and just hand it over The random loner, feeling like he can't be sober With each shot he lands lower, while his sweaty hands hover Besides the trigger his finger twitches till his command's over The man's owner is his own enemy, his hand's grow colder Almost as cold as his heart, he demands closure To the reason why the love of his life, he can't hold her [Hook] [Outro]