Concerto

[Verse One] [Prevail]: Fate plays a swan song, sweet staccato Deep sterling silver bullet, leather bomber or Prada No fabric can protect you from the magic I let loose I'm Fantasia on acid. Let the phantom possess you I practice patterns of aquatic caverns, deep sea pressure Crush submarines to dust. Periscope up The widow maker, windows painted black on the Winnebago Tunnel vision to our support. Want a report from the front line Airborne regiment static line. Base jump based on cones and cylinders Poems that I've thrown confuse the Riddler Bones break and skin bruises. Everybody's similar Human beings intriguing. Never shoot the messenger No constraints. Restraints for the safety of the passenger Roller coaster closer to coma than you're supposed to be Amusement park of abusive arts. Seek the recipe [Hook] [Mad Child]: Who can't feel me inside? You can't tell me real men don't cry Let's not pretend in the end we don't die I hope when I go they send me up high And we won't give up the fight I'll follow the light and stay up all night In the end we all die I hope when I go they send me up high [Verse Two] [Mad Child]: I like to live life without my girl Life's fucked so I hide from the outside world I'm stuck in this place and I just can't help it Plan my escape but I still seek shelter You must have felt that I'm self abusive Lie to myself when I make new excuses When I'm by myself I can change what the truth is So I stay inside. That's why I'm reclusive Box of movies, Boxes of popcorn Big bag of weed. Nice girls in my hot tub I'm deep into this hibernation Look into the mirror like please be patient Write with a vest on. It's kind of intense Danger's probably walking on the other side of my fence Something pointed at the door. I'm going out of my head One of the ways to look at life is that we already dead One of our brothers got killed. That's the first saint gone Hopefully the last if we all stay strong Young veteran, bonded by friendship Honor and vengeance. We arm for protection [Hook]