Frgt 10
[00:13.03] From the top to the bottom
[00:14.27] Bottom to top I stop
[00:15.77] At the core I've forgotten
[00:16.78] In the middle of my thoughts
[00:18.07] Taken far from my safety
[00:19.29] The picture's there
[00:20.81] The memory won't escape me
[00:22.54] We're stuck in a place so dark
[00:24.03] You can hardly see
[00:25.28] The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe
[00:27.77] And as the rain drips acidic questions around me
[00:30.27] I block out the sight and the powers that be
[00:32.77] And duck away into the darkness
[00:34.30] Times up
[00:36.02] I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut so tight that it blurs into the world of pretend
[00:40.80] And the eyes ease open
[00:41.78] And it's dark again
[00:43.77] From the top to the bottom
[00:44.53] Bottom to top I stop
[00:45.80] At the core I've forgotten
[00:47.02] In the middle of my thoughts
[00:48.28] Taken far from my safety
[00:49.54] The picture's there
[00:51.27] The memory won't escape me
[00:52.28] But why should I care?
[00:54.28] In the memory you'll find me
[00:58.53] Eyes burning up
[01:03.80] The darkness holding me tightly
[01:08.78] Until the sun rises up
[01:18.03] Listen to the sound
[01:19.28] Dizzy from the ups and downs
[01:21.03] I'm nauseated by the polluted rot that's all around
[01:23.78] Watching the wheels of cars that pass
[01:25.77] I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts
[01:29.29] A window grows, captures the eye
[01:31.03] And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by
[01:33.53] And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box
[01:36.02] Inside a building of rock with antennas on top, now
[01:38.78] Nothing can stop in this land of the pain
[01:41.03] The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game
[01:43.53] And while the insides change
[01:45.03] The box stays the same and the figure inside could bear anybody's name
[01:48.78] The memories I keep are from a time like then
[01:51.27] I put on my paper so I could come back to them
[01:53.51] Someday I'm hoping to close my eyes and pretend
[01:56.27] That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again
[01:58.77] Yo, from the top to the bottom
[01:59.53] Bottom to top I stop
[02:00.52] At the core I've forgotten
[02:02.78] In the middle of my thoughts
[02:03.78] Taken far from my safety
[02:05.03] The picture's there
[02:06.54] The memory won't escape me
[02:08.05] I'm here at this podium talking
[02:09.53] The ceremonial offerings dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring
[02:13.55] What's happening?
[02:14.53] City governments are eternally napping
[02:16.28] Trapped in greedy covenants
[02:18.04] Causing urban collapse
[02:19.04] And bullets that scar souls with dark holes
[02:20.28] Get more than your car stole, some parts be blacker than charcoal, for real
[02:24.28] This society's deprivation depends not on our differences but the separation within
[02:28.79] No preparation is made
[02:30.30] Limited aid, minimum wage
[02:32.29] Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid
[02:34.06] Tragedy within a parade
[02:36.57] The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague
[02:39.03] I'm the forgotten
[02:43.52] In the memory you'll find me
[02:45.80] Eyes burning up
[02:49.56] The darkness holding me tightly
[02:54.80] Until the sun rises up
