ackshin
How you gonna hack it, how you gonna make a move? You’re staring at the mountain while I’m finding out the groove. If you ain’t in it for the action, then you’re standing in the way, Just a ghost inside the system, fading out to shades of gray. You stay lacking of a passion, yeah, your heart is sounding cold, Trying to trade in silver for a story never told. The fake won’t ever last, it’s just a mask that’s bound to slip, You’re sinking in the passive while I’m tightening my grip. Trying to find a match in all this mess and all this crap, But you’re caught inside the cycle, falling deeper in the trap. I shouldn’t have to gas it, shouldn't have to fuel the flame, When you’re playing for the image and I’m playing for the game. No time for the distraction, no room for the delay, I’m cutting through the static while you’re drifting far away. If the fire isn’t feeding, then the engine’s gonna stall, While I’m climbing up the ladder, you’re just waiting for the fall.
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How you gonna hack it, how you gonna make a move? You’re staring at the mountain while I’m finding out the groove. If you ain’t in it for the action, then you’re standing in the way, Just a ghost inside the system, fading out to shades of gray. You stay lacking of a passion, yeah, your heart is sounding cold, Trying to trade in silver for a story never told. The fake won’t ever last, it’s just a mask that’s bound to slip, You’re sinking in the passive while I’m tightening my grip. Trying to find a match in all this mess and all this crap, But you’re caught inside the cycle, falling deeper in the trap. I shouldn’t have to gas it, shouldn't have to fuel the flame, When you’re playing for the image and I’m playing for the game. No time for the distraction, no room for the delay, I’m cutting through the static while you’re drifting far away. If the fire isn’t feeding, then the engine’s gonna stall, While I’m climbing up the ladder, you’re just waiting for the fall.
The greatest glory in living lives never 👎 falling But in rising every time we fall