Akira The Don - TAKE ACTION

Some of us become entitled
We think
Our pain entitles us
To feel sorry for ourselves
Or that we are entitled to good fortune
Because we survived hell
Of course
Feeling entitled doesn't make it so
Understand
The clock is always ticking
And at some point
Your golden hour will expire
Unless you

Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
Take action
Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
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People who gеt lost in their past
The ones who borе their friends and family
With the same tragic story
Over and over
Over and over
Without showing a hint of progress
Remind me of a skydiver
Who becomes too fixated
On their tangled parachute
They know they have a backup ready to go
But burn so much time
Trying to fix the primary chute
That they forget to track their altimeter
And by the time they cut
The first chute away
And pull the second ripcord
It's too late
It's too late
Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
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The clock is always ticking
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Part of the problem is
That they have become terrified
Of pulling that second cord
Because if it's also fucked up
Then they truly will be helpless
That is a mental trap
Set by fear
We cannot afford to remain afraid of
Cutting away dead weight
To save ourselves
I was that skydiver for far too long
My father was violent
My mom was broken
I was bullied
Laughed at
And misunderstood
Check
Check
And checkmate
And yet
I was breathing free
And I was not bleeding
Physically, I was alive and well
And perfectly capable
Of cutting all of that bullshit away
I'd wasted way too much of my life
Telling myself the same sad story
I needed to move forward
It was time to write something new
Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
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The clock is always ticking
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If an act of god
Or nature
Tore your life apart
The good news is that
You really have nobody to blame
Yet
The randomness of it all
Can feel so personal
As if you've been marked for doom
By the fates
If you feel wronged
By somebody else
You may be waiting on a confession
Or an apology
In order to move forward
But I'm sorry to say the apology
That tearful confession
You've been dreaming of
Will never come
The good news is
You don't need anybody else
To free you from your trauma
You can do it on your own
My father never apologized to me
Nobody ever said sorry
For anything I went through
I had to come to the conclusion that
While I didn't deserve any of it
I was my main problem
A primary obstacle
I'd given my father
All my power
I had to take it back
I had to diffuse my demon
I had to shrink him down to the lowly
Pathetic figure he was by
Humanizing him
Just as there was no other way
To come out of the gauntlet
That was my childhood except fucked up
I had to see that he was
A mortally fucked up piece of shit
Because of what he went through
Once I understood that
It was up to me
To either do the hard work
To break that cycle
Or stay cursed
Like medics on the scene of a car accident
We all must act with a sense of urgency
And tune into that ticking clock
In the back of our minds
There is a drop dead time
On everything we do in life
All our dreams and visions
Come with expiration dates
Etched in invisible ink
Windows of opportunity can
And do close
So it is imperative
That we do not waste time
On bullshit
Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
Take action
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Take action
The clock is always ticking
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Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
Take action
Take action
Take action
The clock is always ticking
Take action