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When the sun takes its break,
And the demons come to play,
Will the moon be there to witness?

Sanitation, stagnation, mind control
The world eats lies it can’t unfold
Dumbfounded, and mentally rounded
The human thinks in what’s grounded

When the choices make you guess,
And the light begins to fade,
Will you see the light or the abyss?

Every day we bleed,
Conceited shadows over-turn the deeds,
In the dark, the hollow dead will speak.
Nothing meaningful is said just the echoes of the greed,

When the light turns on for you,
And the living seek you out,
Will you snap back or will you fall?

Or will you die for clout?
The gunshots set the blaze,
The witnesses are gone,
Are you still standing?

Are you anything at all?
Death comes for all,
There’s always permanesence before the fall

A trick can come and go
But will you ask for more?
When the words you write start the play,

Will you keep your line straight,
Or will you falter at the stage?
Dreams are soaked in dread,
And the young are led astray,

Will you be there for the turning of the page
Of will you just vanish like a sage?
When it’s already too late.

Sometimes we’re breathing when we’re dead
It’s only Monday

So I was listening to one of my fav songs, 6 Days, from Tokyo Drift, and boy did I feel like making a tribute to it. Here is it suckas, just another thinga majig to either make you get mad or happy.