After The Burial Aspiration
Victim of anger tied to distance.
Where does it come from?
Distrust I've stood strong held my head high through constant war
So brutal so violent
So I tiptoe through conversation a lapse in my step is misperceived
Unleash a breath of salvation in dormancy lies everlasting rage
Remember all the fires we started our aspirations for progression.
we feed the burning for a better day don't let your selfishness extinguish the flame.
Prevailing with lasting intentions.
Never living behind your back.
Convictions leave me questioning if you've been living behind mine.
