Raphael-Set Your Goals

[00:13.15]Pray for me now. [00:14.59]My thoughts are getting too loud. [00:16.09]Voices shuttering. [00:17.90]Everybody's well-being is suffering. [00:20.85]Speeding up, not slowing down. [00:22.47]Just waiting for the crash. [00:25.03]When bad is good just get higher. [00:29.68]Observe and lose through the wire. [00:33.38]I wanna know your story. [00:34.38]I'm sick of being boring. [00:35.63]After this I'll leave. [00:36.65]I will lose another for these balances [00:38.77]That I need to achieve to control. [00:42.04]I'm figuring it out. [00:46.72] [00:47.60]I think I might be done. [00:48.66]Negative energy. [00:49.62]A vampire entity sucking with force. [00:53.68]Intent to implode. [00:54.81]Your glow is lesser. [00:55.77]My dragging it shows. [00:57.39]I will drain myself for surfacing [01:00.21]And promising every little problem on you. [01:02.51] [01:12.90]Everything is a distraction here. [01:14.72]The moral debts I know will never clear. [01:17.40]Though it's not pretty, [01:18.58]You won't be ok without the experience [01:20.90]To know that I am no good. [01:22.40]I fought myself before, [01:23.71]And then I fought you, too. [01:24.84]Use the sharp end cause I took the scissors. [01:27.46]Whatever you have, [01:28.53]Just make sure that it's bigger. [01:30.21]I run with weapons and fall down the stars. [01:32.42]I aggravate midnight-vets, [01:33.48]On their bikes, getting weird. [01:34.89]If I had enough sticks [01:36.14]I'd aim for every spoke [01:37.39]Without first giving thought [01:38.14]To whether they're friend or foe. [01:40.03]It's all obstructive self-destruction. [01:42.72]I've run out of all other fun. [01:44.64]Something's wrong. [01:56.49]My vision is changing. [01:57.69]I get scared. [01:58.43]It keeps taking. [02:00.50]My eyelids are shaking. [02:02.45]I'm still afraid. [02:03.76]It's taking me. [02:05.76]It's anti-matter. [02:07.63]It ruins and it shatters. [02:09.98]Where I go is void of direction. [02:13.86]There are no other questions. [02:16.04]There are facts and there's pressure, [02:18.67]Separation and fractures. [02:21.18]From the left to the right [02:23.24]To the whites of my eyes that pry [02:28.48]At the lights that come when we die consciously. [02:32.98]Bring rest to me.