greetings everyone i am sole you know sole and moodswing9 live poets and uh the blah blah blah i d just like to get a chance to clear my name you know i ve been dubbed many things you know but i m not a martyr some things are worth it nothing is easy is an overstatement i m too young to know it i m ultimate permanent learning til terminated age insighting visions major human stage this religion is my vice my best friend my knife my security quilt excessive built from adolescence built to escape built and then raised this idol that is picked to fix the gated mantle holding it all til i burst limestone primestone i am home everywhere my soul scrape and shakes the air that we breathe my palms black all the way i refuse to bloody my knuckles and bruise my shins on giant steps over little people poking out these extremities into my van gogh the complicated siren song ll do my jingle all of these ideals with which i ve grown to strangle there s a fine line i walk on the other side i ve only got one reason not to die so as long as my blood runs the color purple i am penetrating choosing sides allies and weapons i only see in black and white there is no art of war the beauty of is that scars make me a better man and victories make me weak stalemates from pushovers so don t push me cause i ve been there so let me win again cause all these victories make me that s why  everything is worth fighting for violence never got me anywhere free thought doesn t cost that much living is the only thing worth anything everything is worth fighting for violence never got me anywhere free thought doesn t cost that much living is the only thing worth anything in the second grade i was passed a note that read nothing is given and everything was made to be taken and i was made to learn trials by error trailing the air climbing down from stairs echoing my i won t give up tongue claimed while you can t stop this i can t go on anymore it s your false sense of nobility for spitting my blood in your face before my body dies it s a casting in everything i believe and i m a bitter cynic all truth is personal i believe in myself people have fought invention built to only slow you down let you down and try to be down so i m up armed with two fists gritted teeth and an honesty only shared with the dumbest of martyrs finishing beef i plead my how ya like me now until i hate myself for being right and acting right it s my god stolen right to only live for lies and die for what i believe spitting in the face of opposition raise the consequences with open arms and closed eyes tensing every abdominal muscle preparing for the inevitable invasion damn we re dedicated and dammit the devistation for i understand what it means to hate that s why i love with a passion that burns bridges everything is worth fighting for violence never got me anywhere free thought doesn t cost that much living is the only thing worth anything everything is worth fighting for violence never got me anywhere free thought doesn t cost that much living is the only thing worth anything and i ve never met anything worth the beating of alieving til i find myself i ve been here the whole time ever since then i live for so called friends as respective allies and soon to be enemies if you re not for you re against pro or con and sidelined is an oxymoron stupid i ve got a big mouth a big heart and a thick head and i m not afraid to use em bridges were made to burn idols were made to fall off pedestals i m only here temporarily barely make a mark it all starts with a stone bridges were made to burn idols were made to fall off pedestals i m only here temporarily barely make your mark and it starts with a stone everything is worth fighting for i am sole violence never got me anywhere he is moodswing9 free thought doesn t cost that much anticon living is the only thing worth anything everything is worth fighting for i am sole violence never got me anywhere he is moodswing9 free thought doesn t cost that much anticon living is the only thing worth anything