100 Violins

One hundred violins playing at my funeral What you people crying for? Save it for my funeral If life passes by and nothing is immovable Play a concert with my heart strings and make it beautiful Play me something sweet - something so Unsuitable Something far removed, a Distraction from the fact I might be losing you Listen - what's missing I just threw the kitchen sink at this but nothings sticking Flicking through the pages of my diary and Picking out a list of things I think are worth reliving I'm Skipping through the suicides - slipping past the ruined minds of you and I Tripping up and stumbling but fuck it all I do is try Then the violins play and they start to cry You can take it or leave it All I do is try I write every day, just to keep the wolves at bay The fools are hoping any day I'll pack my things and go away Nah I'm staying put Jabbing as I duck the hook What the fuck you lookin' at You dumb or just misunderstood? I try to lead the blind Tried to leave it all behind The type to squeeze the juice from the fruit, before it's even ripe Need to take my time Younger years I wasted mine If I knew then what I knew now I might have been someone or could of fucking tried And Somethings still missing The absence that's inside of me is driving my ambitions Prying on my privacy - prior to disasters that inspired me To master the facade and go about my business quietly Not everything is what it seems or what it's meant to be Give it time I'll have the bigger picture figured out eventually You ever feel like you ain't never had a purpose Out of the frying pan and - into the furnace I'm on the verge of overturning The submergence Here to rock the boat slowly sinking from the surface I Stay afloat, tread the water All In earnest To Remain the Furthest ripple just a murmur A slow burner You couldn't even handle holding the candle I'm Waxing lyrics as I dismantle these beats like a vandal In a tangle, just for you to find a carrot to dangle No distractions as I Ramble on in my inner sanctum All the people that doubted, I take a second to thank them I Got more soul in me than Jesus's sandals Yeah I stay righteous Not a - flash in the pan, ima play the piper I heard them say That talk is cheap, what I says priceless I see the other side When I dream at night Woke up one time to find the person from that dream had died It was my father he decided he should take his life Not before he said goodbye With the devil in his eyes Things money can never buy Happiness and peace of mind Reconcile with demons please believe I'll leave it all behind Now it's feeling far fetched but I'm soul searching Coz my souls hurting As I stare into the pit in which they throw dirt in Should I flinch at the abyss I think I'll hold firmly It's been a long journey You could argue that it Turned me to a cold person Freeze the strings on this violin concerto 100 violins playing at my funeral What you crying for?