Coho

Pike Place to New Sagaya plates I've been resigned to where I hide away Got some beside me in crisis whose minds will just never see the light of day And I'm not surprised when those I passed the time with are now lying in graves Not only is the medicine privatized but my mind compartmentalized in a haze The snow it molded my irreconcilable pain and the earth violently shakes Carrying the torch among the blind finding worth being the light in the shade Quiet cries ring like Tinnitus, what does my silence create? Utilizing my platform for guidance, and tryna identify the drive within myself to change But as I look into the eyes of my likeness comprised of this pride and resplendent shame I recognize I've been stifled under the guise of an independent lane We're not lovers or fighters we're pilots on the high road into the maze I've been eyeing the abyss for days How many loved ones I trusted ended up with one too many dysfunctions If I could just bring up the subject, we could've buffered the end with a discussion And I'm at my fuckin limit so what bridge Needs burnin I can only sleep when I can't reach service And my enemies only peak dreamin of hearses So I can't believe when we speak there's no turbulence