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Optimus Prime: (character)
Tuesday afternoon...sun is blinding, can't see the way home
So misguided, stop hiding, and do as you're told.
We don't jump the gun, this is the long haul
Trekking through the plains of both skin and salt
Does this remind you, of something inside you?
Let me help you find your way
You suffer as I do, let the demons remind you
Of the reasons to be afraid.
As indecision glide, fused to a mood swing
Parked in the dark- eyes open, trembling, no one cares, still the victim unaware
Soothing temptations, human creation.
Order of rank is no basis to compare.
We don't jump the gun, this is the long haul
Trekking through the plains of both skin and salt
Does this remind you, of something inside you?
Let me help you find your way
You suffer as I do, let the demons remind you
Of the reasons to be afraid.
Hit the lights its time you find out who I am, cold hearted beast popping cops because I can
My finger's always twitching, I shouldn't be holding the gun, I'm the enemy with the weapon- if you want to live,
You'd better run
I've got a full clip of hollow tips in my leather bag, always coming equipped: semi-automatic in my hand.
What is happening? Who knew we were starting a new war.
Countless hours, creation is ours, the stare was cold and the tables red.
Some kind of crown playing god this time, trying to revive the dead.
We don't jump the gun, this is the long haul
Trekking through the plains of both skin and salt
Does this remind you, of something inside you?
Let me help you find your way
You suffer as I do, let the demons remind you
Of the reasons to be afraid. |