Sing for Your Meat
Marching Shadows: Unveiling the Enigma of Freedom and Lost Innocence
Lyrics
When you write
Reflection on writing
About the boys
Focus on boys
Under friendly fire
Boys facing friendly fire
Dress 'em up in suits
Dressing boys in suits
And seek her to kill
Directing to kill
Freedom of the will
Contemplation on free will
Ours, and yes, yours
Ownership of will
Yesterday today
Reflection on time
Are we marching on?
Questioning progress
Chameleon to paint your skin
Adapting like a chameleon
To the color of perfection
Conforming to perfection
Then turn away from every ghost you've been
Avoiding past mistakes
And sure enough, I saw your head at the ten cent function
Observing a disconnected self
For a taste and a chaser, we'll sell the gold debaser
Selling a corrupted ideal
Can you ever be a boy
Reflection on lost innocence
Again, or are you stopped?
Questioning personal growth
Trade lost stubs for a dip, where the water could be air
Trading experiences for uncertain outcomes
And twenty-one is the legal age to kill yourself slowly
Legal age for self-destruction
But eighteen is the legal age to die
Legal age for death
Me, I'll cast my vote into the inside shit
Casting a vote for internal struggles
I'm offering to go, that's all
Offering to depart
To leave me now to drag my shades, its rhythm never changing
Struggling with monotony
Lost from found, beaten down
Loss and resilience
When you write
Repetition of writing theme
About the boys
Reiteration of boys and conflict
Under friendly fire
Boys facing friendly fire
Dress 'em up in suits
Dressing boys in suits
And seek her to kill
Directing to kill
Freedom of the will
Contemplation on free will
Ours, and yes, yours
Ownership of will
Yesterday today
Reflection on time
Are we marching on?
Questioning progress
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