No Step Forward
We find comfort in the lies
Little demons, they compensate
Tirelessly stoking the flames of hope
Until they're snuffed
We project success on the tomorrows
Dreaming of the joys they could bring
To escape the traps that litter our paths
Echoes of our own self sabotage
One step Forward, Two Steps back
So blame the millenials
Drunk on the ecstasy of their youth
Who butt heads with the system for emancipation
Oblivous to the slither and spit of life
Or blame that very System
The chains our parents inherited
From the twisted mindset of their elders
Who carried the burden of tradition
Two Steps forward, four steps back
Then they gave a voice to the voiceless
Retribution to the oppressed
Who bite the hands that cut them loose
Compensation for their incompetence
Now we juggle pleasure with religion
Each step we take following backward
As we mask the lucid truth we fear
Hand in Hand with our insecurities
Afraid to let go
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Em Hoccane
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