Lemonade 2 Lyrics - Angela Brown

Testimony 

Truth 

Word 

Words 

Drama 

Real Drama 

Crush 

Why does it have to be this way? 

Why do we choose to live this way? 

Why is life as it is? 

Why can't things change? 

Why do we doubt life? 

Why do we fight the way we do? 

Why can't we be happy? 

Why do we argue? 

Why? 

Why? 

Why? 

Is it because, 

few words stumble 

and has lost its meaning? 

I am the addict 

Desiring with needs 

Burning with the desire 

to held and loved. 

Words control the lust 

I feel I am the voice that thirst 

I am the darker sister 

Whose words are 

As sensitive as her skin 

I am the voice within Flowing 

Through loose fingers 

My words reveal no lies 

But tell the meaning of 

Desire 

Words of innocence 

I am the voice behind these words 

I contain silence 

Silence is being alone 

In the dark and cannot see. 

Alone, I am afraid 

silently I listen 

The sound of a pen 

dropping 

dropping 

dropping 

Because I dared 

to be different 

I am connected 

to intollerance 

my thoughts are words 

accept things 

into another 

state of being 

I know no thirst, 

behind this peace of mind 

No familiar faces, 

behind this peace of mind 

Abandoned trust, 

behind this peace of mind Broken, 

death will come some day 

Ill-exposed by all the lies told 

Words of informality 

ill-imagined delusions 

There must be a better place in this world 

To heal the pain 

I now feel inside 

A place where solitude solicits my tears 

Solicits my fears of being touched 

Not by thoughts, 

I felt I loved once inside 

Deeply hidden rage 

holds a place dear to my heart 

I've been raped 

Alone in the night 

My innocence exercises, 

The pain, the fears, the tears I share 

Holds a dangerous place inside 

Ready to explode... 

I am tired of wanting 

As much to be desired 

There is no more 

nothing but wants and needs 

I am tired of wanting 

As much to be desired 

There is no more 

nothing but wants and needs 

afraid of my own shadow 

Hidden behind masks 

That mark the streets 

Blind the alleys 

With broken speech 

No one understands 

Every day is a new round 

Every second is on the clock 

But our outcome 

Is a choice 

We live together 

We die together 

The spirit must live 

We wear the masks 

Walking stones into ashes 

Scattered dust in the wind 

Skeleton bones led to carry on 

Vulnerable and weak masks 

Die 

Without reason 

Every day is a new round 

Every second is on the clock 

But our outcome 

Is a choice 

Die 

Without reason 

Every day is a new round 

Every second is on the clock 

But our outcome 

Is a choice 

Die 

Without reason 

Every day is a new round 

Every second is on the clock 

But our outcome 

Is a choice 

I fell down 

But I could not 

shut out what corners of my eyes 

light blocked from seeing 

a wooden beam 

I have learned to shut out 

the world the way 

men shut out me 

I fall from circumstance 

I get close to reality 

My feelings are not real 

accept what I am 

caught up with expectations 

for what needs 

stars don't adjust in the light 

I am blinded by darkness 

in a deep dark 

hole that I am holding on 

Alone my heart weeps 

I exist 

I learn 

from their struggle 

I struggle in different ways 

strong to survive love, 

loss and pain 

I could be the same 

I must walk of death 

and live my life for the 

love of who I am. 

I cannot reject loss 

There is no turning back. 

Walk with me 

Walk with me 

Walk with me 

Talk to me 

Talk to me 

Talk to me 

Truth 

Testimony