Uncommon Nasa - Concede

Am I even ready?
Have I prepared this place?  This position?
An admission is not an about face
Walking in an in doubt pace

And is this world ready for me?
Well maybe not me specifically but ready for anything?
Unhealthy conditioning
A sacrifice of everything for nothing

This is a study of misaligned timing
When too many of these guys forget we all dying
I'm tired of pacifying the wired
Feeding desire by feeding those I admire

I might have lost track of my dreams and given up all hope
It's just about your tombstone defining quote
Being lively is for the young
Learn your voice and earn your tongue

The age you'll be when you concede
Is the age you'll be when you can see
Give up and gain
Pent up insane
Resent the fame
And let yourself go
(2x)

Now I got nightmares suspended in my inner vision
Tracing heartbeats back to my inner rhythm
Keep time, valued in rhyme
The best remains inside

Everyone's eventually a generational gap
Life in my twenties was a sensational trap
Crafted out of aspiration for the paths I'm facing
Now I'm growing patience for this time I'm wasting

Settle down or you'll never get to wear the crown
Stolen by these years abound, never found
Hidden in the center of town, ready with a pound
When I'm not around do I make a sound?

This is in finite
Some insight with words I write
Iron pyrite to those too bright
The cliff leaper, light sleeper
Truth teacher, loud speaker with the ill features
The town preacher
Wisdom seeker til I float into the ether

The age you'll be when you concede
Is the age you'll be when you can see
Give up and gain
Pent up insane
Resent the fame
And let yourself go
(2x)

Written by:
D. Zunikoff, P. Loverro

Publisher:
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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