The Vigil

[Verse 1 - Henry Bowers]
I’m rappin’ for a livin’ with the shittiest of revenues
I’m payin’ what I need to pay then give away the residue
I live today as if I knew tomorrow’s mine
When in fact I’m well aware I’m on some borrowed time
And I have to meet my destiny – it’s sadly a necessity
Reality will drastically just capture me eventually
And rap’ll be the death of me – I’ve understood that
But it’s the only thing I’ve ever been told I was good at
So I’ll stick to my guns with conviction
I feel as if my diction’s become an addiction
And now I’m too weird for jobs and social life
I know – but the scope of what I write is ocean wide
They wanna keep us dull and they’re takin’ great measures
By providin’ a variety of chemical pleasures
But they sure ain’t getting what they paid for
Ain’t chasin’ no dragon – just tryin’ to outrun the pale horse

[Chorus x2 - Amsie Brown & Henry Bowers]
We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end
Come foes – come friends
I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell
Let the vigil commence

[Verse 2 - Henry Bowers]
I’m puttin’ critics in clinics – sick of their cynical opinions
They wanna be remembered – I am givin’ ‘em oblivion
‘cause livin’ in dominions of faculties is frightening
So actually in fact they better stack up on their vicodin
They take one look at you then call in the cavalry
And quickly throw a book at you with marketing strategies
Bargainin’ tactfully and targetin’ mass appeal
But I’ve got the audacity to be causin’ calamity
‘cause I’m stubborn as fuck – never givin’ in willingly
Always listen to my gut like some silly ventriloquy
Words are weapons and I’ve got the illest artillery
I flow precise as if I’ve got a silicon chip in me
I’m bringin’ ruckus to the dicks who string the puppets
Hope to hit ‘em with my spit before I quit and kick the bucket
Lick my dick and suck it if you didn’t approve
Now go and do your job and write a shitty review

[Chorus x2 - Amsie Brown & Henry Bowers]
We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end
Come foes – come friends
I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell
Let the vigil commence

[Verse 3 - Henry Bowers]
This mountaintop is lonely – I am nobody’s protégé
Eventually mountains turn to pebble – it’s a slow decay
I was told to stay in line but I’m fallible
The detours I have taken have been rather radical
Incompatible – my path is full of twists and contortions
And it’s taken cataclysmic proportions
Now I’m stealin’ cookies ‘cause I’m desperate for fortune
Can’t rest my stressed mind – left with exhaustion
I’ve built my kingdom in the dark – I was set apart
Have been roamin’ freely in the shadows from the very start
Soon you’ve reached the end of this emperor’s repertoire
When I’m done send me off to bed forevermore
A legacy of record sleeves made in the days of old
My castle has been crumblin’ as of late but I stay on post
Crazy – well maybe so – afraid it’s the way to go
A heart fit for gods and a face fit for radio

[Chorus x2 - Amsie Brown & Henry Bowers]
We fight and we fend but tonight it will finally end
Come foes – come friends
I bet you can tell this is it so I bid my farewell
Let the vigil commence