beautiful beasts

there's two sides to everything, it's due to perspective some see it half empty, some see it as a blessing some take it as a L without taking in the lesson few make music foreal, most make their best impressions the love is beautiful, but i been stuck in beast mode the feelings mutual, but that don't make us equals as far as movements go, we silent but not peaceful you preparing for a funeral, I'm prepared for the sequel you looking through the peephole, I'm staring through the rear sights they thought that i was garbage not realizing I'm a rear sight my history is darkened, my future shines a clear light most they dreams lay dormant, because my plan stay air tight the beauty of you winning, your success, and of perfect health the beast that you invented to progress to your current self the bleak beginnings don't connect you to a certain wealth and no upbringings can protect you from a certain hell at first they steady talking, now they hands ain't working well im thinking like the bosses, you're trained like the personnel gotta hurt to feel, no cheap thrills, it ain't worth the deal earn an earnest meal, while others skipping turns and steal i come to terms with real, we hit different, we keep learning skills never slowing down, we keep shifting, you still sitting still it's beautiful when you let the monsters out monster gang