in what way is this a new age

in what way is this a new age

we gave up pay within a dead space

like water this is wet page

spilling blood to write a new wave

so yea i'm riding two things

writing from the shoe strings

the sole to make a new race

My soul is in a few places

Because I stole the suitcase

job became monotonous

Encased in the two face mold inside metropolis

a rat race, spinning wheels, kicking up shit

trying pick up to lick up the bitch you with

pretend like the image im convinced i live

until its mask off, then blast off, and then I live

You never questioned why you less than what you wishing for?

Honestly your honesty is just a fucking metaphor you settled for.