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trial to truce - engraved scar lyrics

verse 1:
i’m gonna go for a walk as refuge for my vices
in need of control so, i’ll carry them twice and
there’s a hollow feeling in my body making me shiver
blooming in this city is horribly bitter
what’s more nerve racking is taking glances in the mirror, making my laugh go stiller
what i’ll become is the astonishment of heart, negatively, stick with uncertainty or take the gamble
on this sane dull night, i’m a walking scandal
i’ve been living this life with a wound on my heart, it’s an engraved scar
see them standing on the corner of the street, they scream

chorus:
‘how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets
how you gonna find out? you don’t know what it all means
how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets
stay right there you belong to our stares’

verse 2:
i spend years contemplating ‘where did it go wrong?’
it embarked at week five i was a fetus out of control
climbing up the social ladder weighing like a deficit
money is power, but what do you think about a prejudice?
the rule of all these anarchist, invisible hand that’s in control
now box it up and deliver yourself to the world
premade, pre+arranged, all within the limiter
gues, i was made a felon but can’t complain at my distributor
wicked world, you enrolled in, you can’t boss it up
can’t hide between the margins of some walls, they will call you up
better keep running those streets will close you in
but i know what i’ve done and can, adapting to the lion’s den
chorus:
‘how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets
how you gonna find out? you don’t know what it all means
how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets
stay right there you belong to our stares’

verse 3:
creating a defense mechanism, only way to prosper
training this pen slowly, gaining confidence and taking losses
offensive ready, rebellion that is rising from my sewers, it helps that i was already an intruder
wound torn open, but i’m not here for a bloodbath
t+r+u+c+e my name, rhetorician is what i combat
lackl+ster flimsy facts attached to your nonsense, that started as tentative act of disruption
i must say my h+rner was once all i ever wanted to protect, but i promised you to speak my truth so, this is what you get
it are my distinctive ways of coping, using words as an ideal, but so do you, guess we’re equal now, thought that was unreal
it has been shoved my throat plenty times just to make it feel, a sealed thought of hierarchy implanted in my shield
my ways are changed, i’m not here to be devoured, i am my own entity representing all you call cowards

chorus+:
‘how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets
how you gonna find out? you don’t know what it all means
how you gonna climb up? you are rooted in these streets’
well i don’t f+cking know i just gotta break free

bridge:
there’s a temper building in me since the day i was delivered
i’m talking my whole life progression and the guilt i’ve carried with it
taking time to form perspective i can call myself a witness, know i must protect my will to live from everlasting menace
differentiate the heart from the opinion of the dead, their words embodied in society, you don’t see it as a threat?
prepared to give my whole tung just to feel relieved, but you need attention for discussion so my mouth’s what you’ll receive
so, tell me how you see me as an artist, as a f+g, as a lunatic so stupid to play cards with open deck?
maybe i make things bigger than they are, but it’s not often i hold a grudge tighter than my own scar
i hold back on what i share, like to keep my own thoughts, but you pull at my existence which you’ve doubted from the start
so, has your view of me cleared up or do you need some help?
i see myself as a person, flesh and bone carved well
outro:
i’m not a fan of misconceptions so i’ll clear up a few
i’m not here for contest, i have nothing to prove
i’m here to bring you that concept, i want to make you feel
won’t give you a piece of art, but my whole heart
layed out on my sleeve, which if you roll up there’s no wound to be seen
it goes deeper than that, it’s a twisted journey of fright, pride and neglect
it’s no stellar route i’m here still digging, beyond the roots there lays a scar hiddenly unforgiven
and i must dig deeper to figure out what’s still holding me back in this solely present
you’re the one who made wound and i’m the one hurting, but my resentment isn’t pointed at you, but to myself, of that i’m certain
but with hope in mind, i believe that there will once be a turning point and funny enough that moment will probably lie in my hands
but what i truly believe is once you’ve illuminated in the dark, you’ve accepted the beauty of a scar

- trial to truce lyrics

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