
Scripted Fate
mahmoudhassan· 3:56 · 44 plays · v3-preview
- country
- 2020s
- rap
- hip-hop/rap
- country & irish
- country rock
Lyrics
Intro
Verse
The morning bell rings out a dull command
I fold my dreams like maps of shifting sand
The mirror shows a face I barely know
A borrowed suit for a hollow puppet show
My footsteps fall in line with every beat
Of heavy hearts upon this gray-paved street
I left my wilder truths behind the door
To settle for a pittance on the floor
Pre-Chorus
The current pulls and everyone dives in
A frantic race to save a peeling skin
The gold is fake but everybody stares
We trade our souls for polished social snares
Chorus
Oh the tide is high and the reason's gone
We build our houses on a shaking lawn
Buying the lies that the neighbors sell
Chained to the chime of a hollow bell
I bent my knees to the heavy weight
Of a common path and a scripted fate
Trading the fire for a steady glow
Walking the line where the shadows grow
Verse
A sea of masks in a parade of stone
Where no one dares to stand or sit alone
They buy the hat because the king is vain
They celebrate the coming of the rain
I saw a man who spoke of open skies
They drowned his voice with orchestrated cries
It’s safer in the middle of the pack
With no one watching for a straying track
Pre-Chorus
The current pulls and everyone dives in
A frantic race to save a peeling skin
The gold is fake but everybody stares
We trade our souls for polished social snares
Chorus
Oh the tide is high and the reason's gone
We build our houses on a shaking lawn
Buying the lies that the neighbors sell
Chained to the chime of a hollow bell
I bent my knees to the heavy weight
Of a common path and a scripted fate
Trading the fire for a steady glow
Walking the line where the shadows grow
Bridge
Is there a price for the quiet in the head
When every word we speak has long been dead
I sold the compass just to find the gate
And now I realize I’m far too late
The bargain’s struck the signature is dry
Beneath a plastic and a painted sky
Chorus
Oh the tide is high and the reason's gone
We build our houses on a shaking lawn
Buying the lies that the neighbors sell
Chained to the chime of a hollow bell
I bent my knees to the heavy weight
Of a common path and a scripted fate
Trading the fire for a steady glow
Walking the line where the shadows grow
Chorus
Oh the tide is high and the reason's gone
We build our houses on a shaking lawn
Buying the lies that the neighbors sell
Chained to the chime of a hollow bell
I bent my knees to the heavy weight
Of a common path and a scripted fate
Trading the fire for a steady glow
Walking the line where the shadows grow
Outro
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