YCK
Sent to Salvation
Thirty one nights in a legal asylum
Where the paperwork at so I’ll go and defile em
I can act for myself no divine command
And what I’d give in a trade for a sleight of hand
Any cunning stunts and any running fronts
That I’d would be committed to the coming months
And my attention is spent it would be diverted
But the newfound tricks I could bask in learning
Revel and gloat in the ways to finesse
I could brag about the fees that I paid em off to impress
And because it’s legal doesn’t mean it’s righteous
If we’re talking ethics that ain’t hеre to guide us
Something sеparating the humans apart from beasts
Are imaginary codes and integrity the beliefs
That we’re better ain’t the truth we could follow instinct
In the end I’ll be betting predicting we go extinct

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy
Transmitters up clockwork when the spring come
I’m in no shape to be leading a kingdom
Engineered inside a laboratory
Well I’m like a cancer you can’t ignore me
Nothing to add no testimony
Will exempt myself and I’ll be bested only
By death herself and I bet she’ll come
To make me pay the price in what I’m fleeing from
Won’t get redemption in the fifth dimension
Fibers in my muscles are tearing up from the tension
Crush any particle that I’m made of
There ain’t no force in nature I’m afraid of
Cold intervention give no extension
Reigning down the worst on the earth is my sole intention
If I had a say in me being born
I’d much rather stay how I was before

Won’t you free me
From this hell I’ve come to know called home
Won’t you kill me
So I’d be sent where the sinners go
Such a shame you couldn’t
Reach salvation fervently
I did the things you wouldn’t
So give me the courtesy