Plot Line
Locksmith, Marc E. Bassy
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Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?
Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?
If I lay my soul, if I pave my road
If I don't feed in, will it take control?
If I speak my mind, if I spill my heart
If I take these bullets, will it kill my art?
If I march off beat, will it yield my life?
Write you a tweet, will it still suffice?
If I said eight years ago, you was cheerin' in the streets
It would peak on that very same night
Go ahead, shoot me, hang me, choke me, lynch me, jail me
Tell me to dream and then pinch me
Wake me up, from my somber sleep
But we all fall down under karma's feet
But we all calm down when we startin' to see
What is dangled as bait, suffocates the weak
Whatever angle you take, medicates the me
You can never find love when it's hate you seek
When you trapped in the same mindframe as the enemy
You become slain by the same kind of energy
Now you're the centerpiece of a sentence, inner peace
I just wanna breathe, hope the angels remember me
Tried to climb out, it was too steep (What?)
By the time out, it was too deep (Oh)
They say we all the same but we unique (Yeah)
What do you think?
Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?
Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?
And I remember arguments with my mom
I was irate but she remained calm
Told me that the time it takes to make qualms
Feeding the pride and angst and that's wrong
Know that you long revenge and retribution
When you feed in, that's never the solution
When you start to change how you feel in your heart
And the hate disembarks, that's a real revolution
It's not about death, it's not about threats
It's not about the preference of your sex
Not about the clothes that you wear, the length of your hair
The O's that you write on your check
I know you feel stranded, I know you feel branded
I know you wanna lash out and speak candid
Know you wanna punch the wall and bring it to 'em all
If you do then they more in command
'Til you understand it, you be shorthanded
Take it as a tool to use to your advantage
Know what I say may seem outlandish
If you give in, it can only do damage
Only set you back, only hold you down
Life full of hurt was the only thing you found
We been on the ground so long that we long for the dirt
But it's time that we search for the truth now
Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?
Was it all wrong, was it just the wrong time?
Was I feeling too much for your plot line?