Chaotic Silver
silver
Texas, United States
If all the world's a stage, then I shall play my part
You may say it's cliché, but I say that it's an art
Every deck needs a knave to come and stack the cards
The world may be yours to save, but it's mine to tear apart
One button's all it takes to set the Earth a-quaking
Or is the world afraid, and the planet started shaking?
You'd need tectonic plates to serve the schemes I'm baking
And the menu for today is some world domination



"Sometimes when I say "im okay", i want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say "i know you're not.
have you ever felt your veins in pain. have you ever escape from your mind the thoughts that cuts deep. Have you trapped yourself for so long that your heart built nothing but bitterness and unforgivness. And have you ever stop every part of yourself to see what damage that has been done onto others. To look into the mirror everyday feeling the insanity that travels through your veins to look at yourself everyday wondering if this day will be any diffrent wondering who your looking at into the mirror and wondering if iam who i am from the past this or am i who i want to be in the future the better the greater even. But whats the point when the thoughts continues to cut deep. Whats the point when i fall and then get back up and win the fight. Then loose the fight, all it ever does is repeats over and over i might as well call out my angel of death. To breath down my loungs and take my thoughts away.
If all the world's a stage, then I shall play my part
You may say it's cliché, but I say that it's an art
Every deck needs a knave to come and stack the cards
The world may be yours to save, but it's mine to tear apart
One button's all it takes to set the Earth a-quaking
Or is the world afraid, and the planet started shaking?
You'd need tectonic plates to serve the schemes I'm baking
And the menu for today is some world domination



"Sometimes when I say "im okay", i want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say "i know you're not.
have you ever felt your veins in pain. have you ever escape from your mind the thoughts that cuts deep. Have you trapped yourself for so long that your heart built nothing but bitterness and unforgivness. And have you ever stop every part of yourself to see what damage that has been done onto others. To look into the mirror everyday feeling the insanity that travels through your veins to look at yourself everyday wondering if this day will be any diffrent wondering who your looking at into the mirror and wondering if iam who i am from the past this or am i who i want to be in the future the better the greater even. But whats the point when the thoughts continues to cut deep. Whats the point when i fall and then get back up and win the fight. Then loose the fight, all it ever does is repeats over and over i might as well call out my angel of death. To breath down my loungs and take my thoughts away.