The backside...

Two of them against who it is standin in point blank range shot in the back lookin like wtf... Jus to turn around n have the other version of them pullin us back into what they call luv... There's no help with the war tugged back n forth n in n outta the shelter they're supposed to give... Layin down emotions to walk away from the Hyde of jeckle hecklin on the fade of words jus to be able to live... Faces change on the spin takin time away from the stitchin comin undone as it's worth that dies... Flossin the teeth of the very expression that claims reason to step away from the hype... Watchin the back in reflective eyes watchin our own loosenin up to better the mind... As there goes the vibe fallen behind the backstabbin of lies...