[Verse: Conor]

I face energies too tough to push against

I sit lement innocently seeking recompense

Scout the brains landscape and mark the indents

The feel is tense robs the sense of its pense,-

Used for crossing,- time is steadily embossing

My actions lay traction and lead to my haunting

Memories can be vile life is just a killing joke

Emphases on worthwhile,- till the keys final stroke

Mastering the art of redirecting energy like Zuko

Tasked to bring true heart lecture enemies are pseudo

Eating cruedo,- staring my death in the face

It’s Bushido baring my breath upon this pace

My senses they lie to me swell with anxiety

Intenseness belies my sleep till I can fire ki

And recollect exactly how it despise me so

Till i can redirect that energy like Aikido

[Hook: Conor]

Like Aikido

It despise me so

Like Aikido

It despise me so

Every night it pains me so

Sit back it drains the flow

Shift the power aikido

Tori

Ukemi