Mindwrap.

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We're all living for the next big thing
Get up each morning a little after dawn
Some seek purpose, others seek a ring
That they can build a life upon

Lost in a multiverse of choice and decision
All too often losing sense of self
Balance and common sense lost to derision
Lost to the game, lost to myself

Every trinket, every spent dollar
Every lost affection, every lost love
Just another tie, just another collar
To a world of empty promises and yet above

All these angels, all these demons confound
Fire and brimstone doesn't seem quite sane
Come home, switch on, tune out, I unwound
And found no peace still, by the pouring rain.

But at least in the drops that fell through the sky
There was a little bit truth that could'nt be denied.
At least at the lowest level I could perceive
There are far more ludicrous things to believe.

I lost my confidence long ago,
Still have trouble accepting a blow,
From the world that I think I know.
It's all I carry. Sure I'm kind of slow.

I want to believe in what I don't believe.
I believe in what I wish I wouldn't.
I should believe in what others believe,
Or so they say, but I couldn't.