I see a silhouette but its silence it tears me down/ 
save me from the lies, those haunting eyes they watch me, drown
But it's never over/ and I'm so ever closer to the, truth/ so sickened by the suits/
playin' Fiddler On The Roof sayin' just turn it down now
When all we needed was just a little bit of love/ spread it all around there can never be enough,
Just let it out now

I see a silhouette but its silence it tears me down/ 
save me from the lies/ those haunting eyes/ they watch me, drown, yeah, they watch me drown

I found my way to salvation by accepting the system/ blinded by the lights cause money never listens
The divorce rate/ has forced hate into economics/ forgetting the day side by side when they promised
I know nobody is perfect but change starts with a message/ words urged to hurt and overly subjective/ 
So, I'm poetically pensive/ and subtly apprehensive 
Heart let it bleed slow/ art made a man grow/ start paint a Van Gogh/ part save your damn soul
Advertised luxury we all need our fix/ cause big business/ thrives off stealing a wish
Don't you fuckin' get it they don't care about us/ a caged bird locked tight into a bareness clutch/
And thus, the decision is yours/ admission to contrition of past words forged
They just build you up to watch you crumble/ to attain success first we must struggle
Then, comes the easy part/ to be released/ then we breathe/ cause we need the heart/ cause in the streets/ that we breed/ no one needs the dark/ cause in the end we all see that's the easy  part
What, and I'm supposed to act like it doesn't affect me/ when it's my own greatness that I'm proly' neglecting
Let's see, I got a job, got a girl/ got my health and I got a gift for the world, huh
Not to mention my family and friends/ give a limb/ to any of them/ in it 'till the end
Can we please just get back to when it was normal/ back to the days when it was comfy and cordial
Like what happened to a little bit of privacy/ talk face to face and laugh about the irony
But I'm tired, weak/ form all the disbelief/ true minds we must wiled our swords from the sheath
Huh, there they go I hear 'em laughin'/ what, where'd it go, no passion/
So take hold and follow my faction/ and find your eternal everlasting

I see a silhouette but its silence it tears me down/ 
save me from the lies, those haunting eyes they watch me, drown
But it's never over/ and I'm so ever closer to the, truth/ so sickened by the suits/
playin' Fiddler On The Roof sayin' just turn it down now

Silhouette

Man made a machine, and so the machine is a man/ but the machine man made is now glued to the hand/ and it wasn't until the machine made man problems began/ cause without it, it seems that man is unable to comprehend

And so I be like, I'll stick to my pen and pencil/ sometimes the best things in life are the ones that are simple
But it's sinful, it feels so good to be bad/ now a days the only things we touch are behind glass
No thought process it's gimmie gimmie more/ a full basket of nonsense on your Amazon store
When I just be like yo yo, support your local artists/ cause in all honesty they're the ones tryin' the hardest
Rap cathartic/ poetry peddled on a parchment/ I sit and wonder and think about where all the heart went
In my apartment streaming this beat off Safari/ when thirty years ago it wall all iced tea and Atari
But I'm sorry complicated is the new future/ ladies make up faces with hopes that it'll look cuter
But hold up baby don't you do that let me see you smile/ I know that you can do this don't be stupid, love ya style

Because together will always be better then apart/ and the product will prosper when it's full and pure of heart
Because together will always be better then apart/ and the product will prosper when it's full and pure of heart

At least to me personally, don't know 'bout you/ bound by truth I found youth to be malleable
A username and a password that's what we've become/ we all need it faster until the loading is done
And if you're thinkin' I'm above it you shove it you fucker, Imma victim too/ I never said I wasn't dude
It's a brave new world and I'm along for the ride/ send me a text message when our destination has arrived

Man made a machine, and so the machine is a man/ but the machine man made is now glued to the hand/ and it wasn't until the machine made man problems began/ cause without it, it seems that man is unable to comprehend

Man&Machine

It's a beautiful tragedy/ me and you, see it has to be, I don't know why but I, feel so right in control of my life
You, drown your mind with, what you/ only think you trust who, really don't give two shits about you/
They don't even think about you, they won't even be around you, but I know and you know that they won't care to speak about you

You must first take the jump and spread your wings/ fly to the highest top and fuckin' sing
Songs of a culture/ we carry on our shoulders/ take share as we get older and older
It's just a beautiful tragedy, it's such a beautiful tragedy/  but does it have to be, that way
You must first take the jump and spread your wings/ fly to the highest top and fuckin' sing
Yeah, just like that…

I don't know about y'all but I lost interest when the whole world forfeit/ no independence, the government turned filthy and corporate
A conundrum/ we run from, something that could make us/  Fuzz and Rude/ we run through grooves until we are the fucking greatest
You may ask how we remain grounded but yet oh so lifted/ it's easy/ a little blue cheesy plus artistic arrhythmic/ 
Moments conflicted/ sometimes I think that you don't even listen/ on YouTube a hundred million views for a little fuckin' kitten, are you kiddin'
I guess this proves that ignorance is bliss/ not a clue of what to do so all we do is wish
On a star/ it's hard/ we reach but it's just too far/ so we stay where we are
Damn, what a beautiful tragedy/ imagining my majesty/ you have to see what has to be
They say if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense/ so we speak to the soul, then the piece is lament/
Repent your remorse for a new healthy habit/ your life ain't  over, stop being over dramatic, and show me the passion…

Cause it's a, beautiful tragedy/ we wanna be good but passively/ we bashfully ask of thee/ but dramatics claim casualties/ haphazardly/
We claim to fight for the righteous but the knife is dull and the gun is broken/ and when the song is over is it words or weapons that  you are holdin' 
We are the chosen/ we the people paint the pictures and capture the moments/ we the people paint the pictures and remain frozen

Beautiful Tragedy feat. Fuzz

The first single from my upcoming album "Center of Mass"

The Strangest of Things

Music is life

https://ruderecordings.bandcamp.com/