A market founded on the profit of a loss
A market many shop in, and a coffin is the cost
Some get caught with toxins in their pockets
And get locked and lost in the toxic composites of the law
I've been reaching into every void that I might find a savior in
How am I to ask for help with something I'm ashamed of, it's
A sword with two edges, on one edge I'm still a slave cause if
You try to slay the dragon, there's a chance that you'll get slayed with it
Many witnessed the state that I decayed within
Came to grips with the places I discovered patience in
My head is spinning with the world, it spins adjacent in
A storm of otherworldly proportions, I can't contain it since
That type of weather must be dealt with from the outside
Shaped in details, I melt within the outline
The illusion of it's weighing down the downsides
Vices turn to crisis as your life is slowly downsized
It seems as if these chains were made to stay attached
The second you walk out in it, no way you'll make it back
My dream becomes a nightmare as it fades to black