Metallic minds made me heard
The sound of my vicinity
Eyes made my home so far away
But not farther than the render tree
I knew birds found it, since they never return
Must've taken a toll on their feathers
I know how this path made my legs burn
Now I walk on skin and started leathers
Gauge of hopelessness and it's the middle of an eye
Now i stand in the middle of all i can see
Took my rib to feed a kid
Now the kid's buried under the render tree
This tree is not from your story
You're watching things you were meant to have
No matter how fast you went towards it
Your other rib will know when it's time to crack
My face got similar to animals I've stepped
But that's too many faces that's not me
For a while i started to drift away from myself
And for the first time i felt closer to the render tree.
