Find-Less

[Arvincible]

We all wish to be angels in the end but we still sin
Immoral Temptations crawling under our ill skins
A strive to perfect in our minds was originally built in
Like we're fighting for something and that we will win
Seein life like thread n needle, just watchin the quilt spin
Like writing ya own fate but writin wit spilled pen
The thoughts that sealed in, exposin wit feelin's
What do we live for? we search to be find-less
Like walkin on all fours to find out that we hind-less
We live our lives in long strides but find that we striveless
tryin to build in "minds" to gain thought that we mindless
Tryin to see god but only learn demons livin inside us
All up in our minds like some psychological spiders
We try to find the meaning of life, and what its for
only to die in irony, wasted time, with nothing to die for
The demons within are winnin our souls
Cuz the take up the space where we should fill in the holes
Where we should discover the truth, about life and its use
Like a really good reason to fill in ya shoes
cause we workin hard everyday but livin confused
THe questions are timeless and forever will stay strange
Cuz the searchers are find-less, the answers always change

[Viral]

i like the concept of this...its pretty dope...the rhyme scheme was nice.....n i was able to catch da flow really easy...keep droppin man

[Arvincible]

thanks man