Letras Mouth of the Beast - Kristoff Krane, Ceschi

Mouth of the Beast

And I’ve lived in the mouth of the beast like\nWe fight to survive in these heights\nThese nights it seems like to recite\nWhat we write just seems trite,\nI need light I need light (2x)\nAll that I want to do is rewrite\nevery single moment of that day so it’s precise\nand any obstacle in my way doesn’t decide\nwhat will become of me\ncumbersome comedy life\ni need light\nto be able to see more clearly\nto give me hope again while I’m certainly fearing\nthe consequences of stupid actions I barely\nhad any power over\nnow it’s over\nand I’m just searching for four leaf clovers\nit’s dark and dreary\nand the mud up to my knees is pulling me under\ni’ll be suffocating soon and there is no other\nway for me to fighting through the bitter tundra\ni’ll run but\nmy legs will fail me\nif I don’t get to this finish line in a hurry\nwatching magnificent towers tumbling around me\nbut i will fight for every breath before I drown\nsee — I’m drowning.\nWhen there is something in my way\nI must make sure that I acknowledge it\nIf you focus on the taste\nI promise you that I will swallow it.\nOf all the people on the chase I lead the way\nI will not follow them\nThere is no finish to this race\nI pace myself and remain positive\nSee the least that I can do is keep a secret clean between\nMy teeth\nJust like the piece of meat you chew\nWho knew that you’d completely free\nThe grief inside the machine with good faith\nSo she could feel you ok\nThe reason we all bleed is the same reason we’re still free to play\n(free to play)\nAnd as the sun shines down upon the beast we made,\nI will try my best to figure out how to sleep awake\nAnd keep away from the thieves in the night\nWho feed off our dreams like the fiends with their pipes\nI’m just another human being with a knife\nTrying to carve a niche to hide inside\nAnd feel alive before I die\nLay me down and cut the doubt from outside of me\nYou best believe the mountains moving\nNow you cannot lie to me\n(lie to me) (3x)\nAnd I’ve lived in the mouth of the beast like\nWe fight to survive in these heights\nThese nights it seems like to recite\nWhat we write just seems trite, I need light\nI need light (2x)