Intro

(мужской голос, тихо, с напряжением)

Yeah... This is our story...

Told in these pages, soaked in the glory and the pain...

You ready? I'm not...

Verse 1

(мужской голос)

I pick up the pen, the weapon I wield

To battle the demons this concrete field yields

The ink is my blood, the paper's my skin

Peeling back layers to let the truth in

They see the bravado, the rage in the rhyme

But miss the quiet kid losing track of time

Staring at ceilings in a too-empty room

With the ghost of a smile and the scent of perfume...

Pre-Chorus

(мужской голос, нарастает)

And I build these castles made of syllables and spite