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[pathseeker]

There's a knot in the pit of my stomach and I can't sleep
Old wounds have a tendency to run deep
I cut some ties and buried some lies
To house the feelings inside that I hide

Again the world is spinning around me,
the dizzy nausea is taking control
And I feel yet again I'm lost in the turmoil
Of all the things you said I'd break in my soul

Noone wants to be a bitter end
Noone wants to take a straw from the hold
Take this broken life and make it whole again
Tell my treachery to fold

I'm running figure eights inside of my head
And I'm falling for the ones who I've wronged
If honesty was a dagger, I'd kill myself
Perhaps it's time to go where I've always longed

There on the mantle are my past deeds and sympathies
All meaning nothing just collecting dust
Like bloody water all soaked into vast seas
The insignificant that turns to rust

Yet I go on, and I continue some thoughtless search
For what exactly, I just have no clue
Lost in a dark woods searching for some discarded church
And the while I'm running from what seems is more true

I'm slowly sinking, the Earth falls from beneath me
I'm getting nowhere and I'm approaching fast
The light has dimmed and it becomes hard to see
Delusions make me think the light still lasts