Balance

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A.N. Trigger Warning: Um this might be offensive to Catholics (im a g̶o̶o̶d̶  Christian child don't attack me)

Ev'ry thing in this world can only be temporary

And although all of us know, well, fucking hell it's scary

To know the cause you fight for will not matter in the end

To know that there's no permanency in the things you defend

To know that all will be gone in the end.

Well expect the broken shell of a planet

That once held our lives

And even then eventually it

Surely has to die.

The theories say eventually

The only source of light

In the entire universe

Will go out. At night

Sometimes I close my eyes, turn off the lights

And rid all kinds of sound.

And I think, "Is this what happens

"When I'm buried in the ground?"

And it's scary 'Cause I'm panicking and wasting precious time

Time that could be used to fight for good causes in life,

Then I remember life might not exist at all.

What's the use of trying to balance

When for all you know, we fall

In the end. Hell we could be falling right now.

This could all be an illusion,

A trick of the mind, a panic induced hallucination.

When your body dies your brain

Is believed to have more time

And entire 7 minutes

In a dream like state of mind.

And in dreams, well time can go on forever

A hundred years can pass by in the snap of a finger;

Our entire existence could be just a dream

No, not a dream 'Cause this world is a nightmare. In dreams

Peace and hope and balance exist.

Someone catches you when you fall

But in this hell of a world

There is nobody at all

Who would come to catch you

We're all on the same page

Trying to balance to

Avoid falling into the abyss.

Balance work and school and financial problems, even more

There's health and loved ones and listening to your core

'Cause you gotta listen to your heart

'To thine own self be true'

How can I listen to my heart

When I'm trying to swim through

This mess of a world

Who said balance is important?

Who said life and death are balanced?

Do they have evidence for it?

'Cause the evidence I'm getting is that balance is a hoax

Amen. By the Father, Son and The Holy Ghost.

Jesus, how do you juggle all the shit in life?
Studies, fam'ly, work and saving the fucking melting ice

I'm not questioning my faith, I'm just questioning why

You gotta sit and watch the parade while the marching band dies

But the show must go on!

So grab your fucking trumpet

Play notes through your tears

And pray your sins are repent

'Cause balance isn't there

Never was, never will be.

All the goddam philosophers out there can sue me

'Cause if good can balance evil

What is the world we live in?

If freedom balances safety

What the fuck do you call slavery?
If success can balance selfishness

How do people choose both?
And how do we feed on these lies

How long until we choke?

And if peace balances war

Where the fuck is the peace?
Balance is a theory that many have disproved

I suppose everyone'll be equal when they're dead

You say, "Well some get remembered and some names are never seen

Again." But that's not what I mean.

I mean the end of our world

When no one's names are seen.

And there's no one alive

To commit anyone to memory.

Is that balance?

Is that what we're fighting for?

Oblivion? We're gonna wash up on that shore

Anyway. And the things that you say

And the campaigns that you run

And the fights that you fight

Will all be for none.

When the lights turn off

For the very last time

When there's no more sound

And no more rhymes

And no more joy or hope

Or love or hate

'Cause we'll all be in the same boat.

Perhaps its fate

That brings us together in the end

When there's finally balance.

A.N. So I'm like 60% sure the theme for da vinci decathlon is balance and im brainstorming but this is too offensive for decathlon.
Also,,,, i watched TGWDLM (the guy who didn't like musicals) by Team StarKid - that's where the photo is from - watch StarKid stuff. Pls. Do it. All their musicals are on YouTube. D O  I T. I DouBle DoG dARe YOu

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