You're tough, but it's never been about you.

You're free, but cement your feet, a statue.

Your rules, but you'd rather make up something.

You're dead, you were never good for nothing.

Double negatives leading me in circles, twist infinity.

You drive me insane!

Hit hard

a broken wall.

Hit hard, I gave it all.

Hit hard, a family tie, oh,

but you'd rather just fight.



Your dirt never washed off in an April shower;

you're crushed by the weight of those you can't devour.

You're armed, but the plan never executed;

you're shocked that you'd hold a gun and never shoot it!

Regulating when the rules are simply saturated.

Is it everything or is it just that I'm insane?

Hit hard

a broken wall.

Hit hard, I gave it all.

You tried and failed and fell, woah...



All of this to say you lost it all to gain some power,

All of this to say you plant a seed and kill the flower,

All of this to say you talk your way into your silence,

All of this is just a ploy to force your hand to violence!

It's a waste of time thinking you got tough.

When it's never really been enough...

Am I insane?

Hit hard

a broken wall.

Hit hard, I gave it all.

You tried and failed and fell, woah...