Shaking Sad - Black Market Karma

Shed a tear

Mercury fears reflect and blind

Metal brain

Made that way by words not mine

Motivate

It’s far too late in my day

I have to say

I’ve laid my plans in another place

Will I ever climb out free?

Choosing sounds to resolve my endless no’s

You tell me why with reasons for

No cons just pros

I weigh them up

Investigate and report the scenes

In my head this whole ordeal was more serene

How will I ever get out free?

Shaking sad you take my points and twist them black

Fabricate with parts of truth and I can’t come back

So you walk and I’m left lame in a cast iron truce

My only choice seems much too harsh that even I won’t use

When will we climb our way out free?

How can we claw our way out free?