The rain, the promise of new
Washing away the old and dusty
Billions of droplets from the sky
But still bound to crash and shatter against the face of the earth
The face of reality of the billions of people
Falling through their own existence, trying to forget
That they are bound to die
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I am not a pattern to be followed
The pill that I'm on is a tough one to swallow
I'm not a criminal, not a role model
Not a born leader, I'm a tough act to follow
I am not the fortune and the fame
Or the same person telling you to forfeit the game
I came in the ring like a dog on a chain and then found out the underbelly's sicker than it seems
And it seems ugly but it can get worse
'Cause even a blueprint is a gift and a curse
'Cause once you got a theory of how the thing works
Everybody wants the next thing to be just like the first
And I'm not a robot, I'm not a monkey
I will not dance even if the beat's funky
Opposite of lazy, far from a pun